Every now and then;
when he craves for Intimacy,
on his knees begging you to stay,
when he goes crazy about your fantasy curved waist,
when he crumbles breathless, hear his heart rustles.
Remember, immortal hummingbirds over your window;
Just like him, seeking warm shelter from snowing skies;
Manipulative; the one he worships.
just like a quill in a storm, he falls for her; distractions goes blurred.
He whispers: Darling,
how about dinner, candle lights, and a saxophonist playing just for you?