Love is a shell,When it is not covered,By something that will nestle itIn moments as sweet as beading facesOf a woman, hot in exercise. Cities as old as time,All bow before the might of love,When it is that blanket of eternity.A kiss, one heated kiss,Upon…
I will live,Though, how can I breathe? How can I start a fire,A flameIn this heart of mine,Without the glance that brought me life? How can I state any moment of happiness,In the most genuine of words,Without what is needed,To keep me down? What finger…
Face me,Gracefully.Your stagnant aura, of many aromas,Puts me beneath you, in a dying dedication,For I’ve discovered it.You deserve it,You have earned it,A caress upon a wild and entitledBosom that shows a gloss.You were loved by many,Until the one who will shower you,With kiss upon kiss.…
Love is a famous thing,My bird, my devil.You have sprouted wings for myself to see,Hoping for this face of mine to utter some sound,That will ignite the world around.Our garden of decay,Is where we share these notes of love,Alike our merry Heaven with a house…
“The definition of trust is to never exploit Man’s guilt for his actions, for his doings; because, Man has DONE, over Woman who remarks guilt over what she has NOT DONE.”
How do I, describe the one,Who has, lifted me, from deprivation?How do I, describe the woman,So beautiful, as to, unearth woes, from a, past life? To make me see, all that, has come to be,And the failures, from faiths, I transgressed, too horridly,All mathematics, and…
