I wonder who was breathing so close by
all winter long? Who was this woman Rose?
Whose kiss I knew, whose smile lit up the sky,
whose soft caresses intertwined with those
I gave her in return? Whose breast, whose thigh
were trembling at my touch, and in the dark
whose fingers set me shivering, spine and balls
contracting, stretching - god! Oh \"mak mak mak\"

so very much she loved me! How she\'d miss
my sms, the chats, those smileys, calls
at dusk, or dawn, or midnight! In our kiss
how soft her lips, how sweet the tears of joy!
But now it\'s vanished. Champagne turns to piss.
And tears are acid, falling to destroy.