what could i tell you
about bravery and love...
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...