Following the seemingly irreversible strangled...
It’s not the fear of losing yourself that haunts...
I stared above on the vast dominant blue
Designed beautifully with clouds of white...
we sat at the back of beyond-
where we listened to the moon...
The nightfall smears a biding shade and plume
as Nyx complexed the clear diurnal day...
You're somewhere between night time and dawn
Or the moment just when blue skies turn to storm...
Bear
All...
The evening rains so calming,
The breeze had cooled the air...
Do you know? I'll never cease to love you,
Regardless of what you do...
I have this little wayfaring compass
that I have used...
I lay in bed
I see your face...
She may love me
Or...
It's you the type of person, not easy to release,
It's you the kind of mistake, that I would like to...