Katermiza

Katermiza
I'm the shambles in your pocket,
The Beret in your wardrobe,
Your my rose that grew from concrete,
That will never age old.
My Seatbelt from anxiety,
To the flowers in my garden,
Flow thee essence through my stream,
Where you and I love to go.

Autumn leaves glide over us,
In the mild calm conamera breeze,
Let no need for futile words,
Under the moonlight of the seas.
Your shadow in the shape of delight,
Your smile, The art of Beauty,
My Stars, my sun and everyday of the week in time,
Strength, Please stay in these warm arms of mine.

My precious little diamond mermaid,
My Lies, My Tries, My Loneliness. It Cries.