make my world a wonderful place

Make my world a wonderful place

I am the ultimate player of the universe,
put the fire where it should be dry
and bring water where it should be burn.
Don’t know about rules,
which put me into trouble for so many times,
but laugh out loud until tears come for real.
I kissed a boy once,
and when my tongue got it into his mouth
I remembered about a frog
and lost my sense of love.
You could say I had to make an effort,
but was so bad,
I couldn’t.
Unspoken and refuse to deliver a gesture
at command,
words come out like little bugs warming up to the sun
and I cannot be put to silence.

I am the ultimate cavalier of the universe,
cause I am in love every time
a lady is present.
Adore her without saying a single word
and ready to pick up the handkerchife dropped from her hand.
Still riding the white horse for them,
would bring smile on their sweet and gorgeous lips,
I could kiss forever.
My horse has gone many miles to the doors
just in time
to appear in their dreams.
For this cause I can barely sleep
and I really need someone to share with.
So, come on, this is a wonderful job
for you, boys!
Take it with no regret and will receive what is hidden.

I am the ultimate lover of the universe,
the eternal sweetheart
but lost in dress that you could attend to unveil,
with the warning: touch me, but with the certificate of truth.
Love for a minute, an hour or for eternity
with my eyes looking into yours
and see nothing but you.
Sometime I run
sometime I stay,
according to ancient music of life and death.
Sometime do exactly the opposite.
My hand is on your chest
and skin feels like heaven.
When I say no,
try not to be sad,
cause we both know you’re lying.
Only want to put your thing in my thing.
This means love?
Learn and come back.
You can conquer the world with a word, a single look
Can’t be my master
without knowing your heart.
Cause when you do, find mine the same.

I am the ultimate child in the universe,
lost in my games without worry,
caught by my parents of doing wrong things,
says them,
but hiding my grandma glasses was so fun.
Of course, she fell and broke the anckle,
but I was holding her hand at the hospital
and felt sorry.
I put a lot of questions, I suppose.
And the answer I get is always puzzle me:
this is the adult world?
I don’t like it and for a never-ending game
I refuse to grow up.

This is me.

Who are you?

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