Who am I to you , my darling?

Tell me , baby, who I am,
Just temptational hot slam?
Who am I to you, my darling,
Lips dried up today, stop smiling,
We need to make right way, it`s painful,
The soul feels completely grateful,
Take away the passion, bowl,
The animals`ll shut up, not growl,
Piece amd love will come again,
Don`t spred out it in vain.

I need these questions answered,dear,
It`s sunny, no clouds near,
You are to me like shining sun,
But something forcing you to run.
Who `am I on your bumpy road?
Don`t tell me ,that the russian goat,
Don`t keep your mouth tightly shut,
I know, that you have a gut
To talk as straight as loud strings,
And cut my wounded spring wings.
You can say nothing , I will wait,
And pray to all the saints in scielence,
Already went through cruel violence,
Desicions ought to be not rushly made.
You are confused, I understand,
The soul`s naked on a stand,
Forgive us, Mercyful Wise Grace,
Add up in cup Lord`s pure taste.

Ten push ups, jump higher,N sit ups, admire,
You are making me fit like a fish in the lake,
Stupidity`s growing,in messages showing
Hidden black holes, spontanuos shake.
Forgive me, can`t carry the loud on the surface,
Forgive me,too open, desiring too much,
Forgive me, at night lovely image-movable  bright face,
Letters and thoughts seems to be very large.
Writing in gym, in the class, on the road,
While waiting for kids,or starting to cook,
Give me your caring white pure coat,
Before stricking feelings will give me a shoot.