…and if it’s not too much to ask
Carry me on a petal made of those
Whispers of “I love you” we share
During nights we’re pawed
By grasps and clinched,
Throbs and wet kisses

…and if it’s not too much to ask
Place me in between thoughts and memories,
Between there and now
Resting between your thighs

…and if it’s not too much to ask
Read this, and bear in mind
That every word placed itself
To briefly describe you
Through my eyes…

If it’s not too much to ask