You'll know

I can hear my voice smiling with you, but I’m quiet. You surround all, the perfect body, the perfect soul, the perfect creep. You assume I wanted to be such a good team, but I was only probing your core at night alone, ‘cause there was mine too. I see you recognize me, and don’t deny me; you are too old for punishing me, too wild-open-minded for making me feel shoddier. You contain all my governments, all my passions, even when you are not here you preserve yourself with yourself. My purity was lost before I met you, but your hands make me feel virtue, youngster. I’m your stranger now, but you’ll miss this. I’m your Rock and Roll but not your girl, I’m your silence, cause you know when to speak, to live, to run and to strike. What a mockery!, nobody knows what we know, and that’s glorious and brainless, just like you. I draw you close to me, you don’t hurt me anymore than is necessary for me. You cannot let me go, but you won’t let me be in. But I’m not flouting your door down, I´m only waiting for you to come, ‘cause I know you’ll come, not only for our own fake, but for other’s fakes. I hate you and I love you, you’ll know. What an immortal feeling, someone, you or me, should die or fly.