I'm up here with you,
a feather in the heavens
down low contemplate,
locked in a copter.
In words you raise me,
frivolous, I feel light,
you effortlessly achieve this,
you cut off my wings.
Here you are provoking me
less pain, fear,
then you get violent
to hide your anger.
You first attract me
in words how great you are,
and then you get undressed
and you become gentle, silent.
Here drops, sometimes with twists
mark my destiny,
your wife or your wife
what am I now?
Goodbye and Kisses ...