Things that I miss
Like smoke stained lips...
No words more pleasing:
"Yes, I want to spend the rest...
Landscape of a rose
Twisting in shape and color...
It's only been a week and already I can't take it.
This smile on the outside looks real, but you...
I crave your kiss at night
as a warm breeze blow cross my face...
loneliness is cold
a puzzle piece...
With a rose in his mouth he did
Indeed ask her in all seriousness...
Of all the roses in field,
Each different from another...
I used to believe that love is opening up
to the vulnerability of pain, as I was told...
It did not take much persuasion,
my heart has always been yours...
Those in love are one united,
But what if it is unrequited...
Kiss, look and see
One tear, one laugh...