gritting my teeth running uphill br getting away from sharp stubbles br i reach top; it’s all bermuda pads br i sit down to take rest; i’m please br i even forgot your fingernails br but not your cute wooden clogs br br here you straddled me; i’m concealed br like you’re silhouette of a watchdog br rocking your head in middle of sheeps br grazing peacefully on daffodil’s field br until one decided to chew on my hair br i pulled her wool and i created scare br br your whole nakedness is in full view br but your eyes close so you never knew br i pat your hips trying to let you know br you didn’t mind, i can’t stop but ooohh! br you’re wonderful; you rock my soul br i pulled you down and let things cool br br bug br i follow deep(ay! paludip) br into my skin br soaring to heaven.