Analysis of I find you better in my poem.

I find you better in my poem.

In my poem when I
kiss on your forehead,
You sweat.
When I kiss on your
lips, they are trembled.
When I lay my head
on your brest, you hugg
me tightly and when I kiss
Your navel, your body squeezes.

But I find you cold
In my pleasure world.
Here you are not as warm
as my fancy world.

So my fancy world is dear
as here I find you very near.