Men sometimes like
To give themselves to me
They write down on the letters they send
"I am yours"
I never send them back the same
And they know I am just a bird
They can't catch
And they let me fly
But I always come back
To the nest of your heart
And I love to hear
Your words
"You are mine"
Yes I am
And I love to be
Your woman
You were here
So you were here again
With your hunger
For more words
From me
Or other fluids
So sweet
I like when our worlds mix
I like to be
In your dreams
or wishes too
They are fine
Delicious and wild
As you
