Little green artichoke
you have met your final day...
You hear all the love and romantic stories and all...
But in reality love is a trivia.Love is what can...
This feeling deep within my soul,
Pounding, beating, love I hold...
You had these Angel eyes.
I couldn't look away...
I give to you the written thoughts of my naked...
cut, open, bleeding into the ground...
LOVE can be whatever you want it to be but this is...
Are you the lover, or are you the fighter
the one in the mash pit, or the one with the...
My hearts a blaze
a blaze of love...
Cluttered in a mannerly sense,
thrown across scattered contents...
I'm so confused,
And I'm ready to lose it...
But in all should I have a mission and a home,
Is to be a custodian of a truth and a shield...
Regardless of age
Married or not...