If i could love night more as my o
might and sleep next to night with
but just me and her blue iris sigh
her eyes that rest on beauty of
endless flourish flight, owls, dog

A full moon had shown tonight
And its a dynamic of her own beaut
Her own smile and her own personal
What addition could tears bear whe
Feelings are idle and uncomprehend

I love
Everything
That will
Make
Me

A relationship without love is lik
Disco of sex, a music, a carpeted
And army of glitzy light of nothin
But a waste of one’s effort to suc
Perhaps love is easy to frisk

I will live by words
I will conquer every negative emot
By words
I will perish boredom by words
I will let the words swim steadily

They lease my soul from me
They pays with dime; with dime–
Did my flesh buries far beneath to
Nor behold a light; who shall see
I bellow at thee who mourn or weep

There is just only
One thing
Separating
Me and my
Bad habits

You can’t get
Enough
Of words
Or enough
Of context

There are sweetness in his blazing
Admiration of kind mind that winds
So, why halt? when the symphony
Of grasp still commence,
I can see the shadow line of where

Heaven will be glad and passionate
for hell could not bare in comfort
Of some delicate souls prayer woul
So will earth cruse blissfully una
that flesh will rot with clothes,