Round in circles you go round,
Constantly thinking when you're gonna be found...
I hunger;
I crave...
Do you know,
dearest...
Sometimes I try...
not to want you...
There are little hearts in both of my eyes,
Staring at boy-shorts busy with the toil...
A promise;
takes trust...
Sometimes I feel I might choke on love,
it can seem so heartless and cold...
The sun may shine
And birds may sing...
Love is like a cycle
you need to be a stranger,leave,enjoy life on your...
You are a crabbed additional
season, that exists somewhere...
It's gonna be Love
It's gonna be great...
Her alluring scent hung in the air like lavender
beams of morning's glory bending around the window...