Waterway

Yes to my love,
No to everyone;
Dirty talk is not sanctimonious,
It's like a beautiful heart;
Love is pure,
But dirty talking,
Walking men;
Within me my love resounds,
My love has conquered,
And I flow
Like the waterway
In destiny's core;
No more sinking,
Forever I rise;
Thinking one and all
Will be happy,
When the bride walks half,
And holds his hand;
The dirty talking
Will be just sand.