I need a name
To sign this poem
Written for you.
I shall write my new name
And leave a sign
In your soul.
Pay me your dreams.

I need another sheet of paper
To write you a love letter.
I will arrange words as my slaves
They will sing my love for you.
Pay me your smiles.

I need a new brush
To paint you once again.
I will start you from the beginning
And I will finish making your smiles.
Pay me the touch of your lips.

I need a palm full of plaster of Paris
To mould you into my shapes.
I will give you the perfect shape
A shape you always longed for.

And then I will breathe my life into you
Pay me your rest life.

-Revised on 03rd March' 2005