I crave your touch on my curves,
The way your finger-tips glide like water onto them.
To brush aside the hair from kissing my eyes out of jealousy.
To reach my wrists, caressing the arms.
So you can tame my infinite energy,
Make me feel how it feels to be controlled
As i haven't let even my brain dominate since quite a while.
I let you take the charge of me and myself,
But remember i have always feared being left.
But for once i wish to take a chance, happily
Everything's on stake and nothing's rest.
Beacuse getting hurt ultimately is the rule,
And i proudly choose you to take me through the whirlpool!