-Will she come in high heels or sneakers,
in a skirt or in jeans?

-Will she come in lace or in cotton,
will she be grumpy or sweet?

-Will she behave like a true dame,
or is it the little girl I will meet?

-Will she be kinky or virtuous,
I am forever lost when she shows me her teeth.

-Smiling upon me, with that glance in her eyes,
my centers are turbulent, I'll melt at her feet.

-I guess she will be all, and even more than these,
paradoxes combined, into one single beat.

-Snapping her fingers, as music is playing,
iluminating our true self, as we dance in the heat

-Of joyess heartaches and pleasures, unfolding unfurling,
it is your flowering I seek.

-To shine with your true goddess as the man I can be,
I'm so happy to meet.