NEEDS TO BE CLEAN!

I think that I need to clean the screen of my apple!
I am working on this poem, I have to change some ideas but I write it down before my mind forgets about it! If you find misspelled words feel free to let me know, as you must know writing is one of my phobias!

THE TENANT
A stranger knocked at my door
he is hiding in the corner of my mind
Some secrets of my heart, he owns
He is comfortably waiting for me at night
In my trips to heaven, he is always there
Together we have tasted the elixir of the Gods
Under the moon at night, together we have danced
hand with hand and muscles tight
I have seen his eye, but never his smile
In my strangest dreams I can hear his sounds
How all this happens, I really don't know
You can call me a sinner or a criminal
By: ME=MB