1.
If I had a belief/
It would be in girls/
Their eyes are sparkling/
Their fingers are dancing/
Their faces are pale/
Just like the blouse they’re wearing.
If I had a dream/
It would be in women/
Their hair is wavy/
Their body is fleshy/
Their tear is wet/
Just like their pussy.
If I had a belief/
It would be girls/
Their love is pure/
Their mind is pristine/
Their breath is all subtle bursts/
Just like the freckles on their skin/
If I had a dream/
It would be in women/
Their heart is volcano/
Their soul is steel/
Their tits are bumpy/
Just like the sound of their high heels.

2.
Its goddamn cold this morning. I shut the door from the outside, and its raining, and chilling.
I walked by the hospital and saw a woman smoking by the curb, coughing.
“who are you talking to? I didn’t see any wire or earphone on you.” she said, cigarette in one hand.
“I’m talking to myself, as a matter of fact,” I said, “I’m a patient like you too. I’m in the psychiatric division. I haven’t had my lithium this morning yet.”
“oh, good to see you and take care”
“enjoy the rain. And yourself.”
3.
I was cold so I walked into the hospital. I was talking to myself as I passed through the corridor. When I lifted my face a little bit, I saw a doctor passing by. What a pretty face! Pale skin, pale blonde short hair, curled around the ears, leaving right enough space with the tiny blue earring, the same shades of blue with her eye.
“hey doctor” I turned back.
“good morning. How are you doing?” she stopped, turned back and smiled.
“I’m good. Can’t be happier to see a face like Scarlett Johnson in such a dreadful Sunday morning.”
“oh thank you ! ” she chuckled.
“hey doctor. I need your help now”
“what is it”
“I’m in a furious obsession right now. Can you just relieve me a little bit?”
“what’s on your mind?”
“stick my thing in your face. Can you do me a blow job please? In the rain, huh, to be romantic?”