(pic. Passion-Peter Meade)
Hello? Anyone/anything there?-
(she desperately searches for something in her soul)
I know there is something, but…come on, come out!
(heart beats faster, breathes anxiously)
come on love, be brave for once
(starts crying and screaming as much as she can)
Come on God damn it!
…………………………….
(silence..starts singing and cuddling his picture)
I loooove a guy, his naaame is …
(stops singing!)
Aghhh, If…
If he knew that I love him.
He should know,
That’s what I scream every night before going to sleep
“I loooveeeee yooouu”- like a hungry wolf
Aghh, if….
If there’d be a single ounce of courage in me
I wouldn’t think twice, I would show him
Carelessly whisper in his ear
Those vagabond words that awake waterfalls of emotions
And he would tell me the same
And we would then take each other’s hand
And then leave the hand-holding,
And get to the french kissing
The passionate touching
the explosion of the emotions
the trembling of the feelings
the fusion of the bodies
the……………………!!!
I wish dreams would become realities
And the reality a dream, for once.
(walks away)
Silver trophy winner
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