plaisir-ecrire

You could find a beautiful place,
Men like me are forbidden,
Our love will be broken,
You cannot guess my stress.

I want to touch your pretty face,
I think of the love you've given,
I think of tenderness I've stolen,
You are afraid of the new space.

Bodyguards are dangerous
Because they can kill,
They won't kill us.

We will stay until
The end, and they're furious,
Only their presence is noxious.