A bow and arrows
I need a wooden bow and arrows... \nI would protect you bravely,\nnever hiding in the narrows...\nA pair of thin-soled sandals \nand ripped jeans\nA leather belt -\nTo show what my rebellion means...\nI need a voice... \nquiet and precise - \nI'd sing you tender lullabies...\nAt night you'll know the taste of my delight,\nYou'll see the naked moon without shadows \nYou'll savour it till afternoon without any measures, but with much pleasure \nand much pride.\nI need a hunger... \nteasing and so soft - \nsatin and velvets, summer wine with petals...So oft\nI've recreated the mosaic of my world\nI've read the hidden ornaments of life\nIn passionate and accurate sincere rhyme...\nThe rhyme of my love...\nI need a town -\nCalm, dark, ancient, with the brown roofs\nI need a house that you choose,\nA piano and sheet music, and a door \nto leave my fears behind...\nMake tea and whisper in an undertone... \nBe mine, be yours, be mine...\nYour snow-white shirts, my dressing gown \nI need a wooden bow and arrows... Tenacious thoughts and a strong body\nFeminine? Boyish? Maybe none? \nI need a lot with You, \nNobody else, but You...