Beneath the senyru of the maple tree
Are male tainted butterflies lost in love...
Science states that
opposites attract and...
Your love was like
the freshness of a haiku...
Today when I opened
the book of my memories...
Africa my love
I will caress your springs with delicacy...
I could live for you
I could lose my cranial nerves...
I will be waiting here
For the grey sky to cry...
Am lost,hurt and alone
am not like before...
My heart is like a velvet glove
That seeks the hand of thee...
Observing the cloudless blue sky that gleamed its...
Sitting on the shore, while my feet blissfully...
Everytime We Touch
Everytime we touch, I can see the spark...
*-Written for a contest-*
In the mist of the night...