I won't approach your love cup
If its coffee's bitter or plain
I won't hold your cup and drink it
Unless it is extra sweet
I refuse greed in feelings
Adore excess
I hope your expression of affections is like a cascade
I hate neutrality
Don't accept being frugal in caring
But admit the principle of extravagance
The scent of my love flower doesn't dry under the shade of excessive care
It withers if saved in a box'
My heart isn't a machine that works with buttons at demand
If it won't find warmth and tenderness in return for its giving
It will be turned by a fit of anger
If it doesn't find its giving mutual
It will escape from you
It won't tolerate harshness nor dryness
Won't approve famished love years
My heart doesn't like planning, tactics and maneuvering styles
Don't know how to implement strategies
Wishes to love spontaneously
Doesn't prefer to act reasonably
Doesn't like half solutions
Won't like you to meet me half way
Nor give me half of your heart
Nor half of your attention
Nor understand me with half of your mind
Nor see me with half closed eyes
Won't accept if you have doubts
Either you leave your love to drive
In my direction without breaks
Let it slide towards me without chains
Act without bounds
Either you love me by instinct or leave
One drop of love per day won't be satisfying neither acceptable and nor enough to water me