"Every morning I get up,
You entangling me.
Your hair messed up,
And your essence covering me.

Your lips are dry,
And so are those of mine.
Your eyelids seem to be heavy,
Maybe, the last night, I took your time.

A time, not to fulfill my lust,
A time, not just to have a pleasure
A time, not just for sex
A time, not just with the talks of your gesture.

Rather a time, to know about your scars,
A time, to know about your past,
A time you got cheated by...