25th.Feb.2015!
Many things are meant to be done, but the one stays always undone that belongs to the fog of love.
Many things are meant to be done, but the one stays always undone that belongs to the fog of love.
Her breath - a wisp of smoke;
Love – An ecstasy – One fog
Takes raged heart to nowhere,
& blows the mind to get bled across blog
You came to my house;
pronounced the name & bounced along "ounce"
pronounced the name & bounced along "ounce"
& became wild mice; did let me be her devil-ish mouse
Hell, you be my spouse
With such temptation,
With such temptation,
We got rolled down ov`r the couch
The fog of ecstasy – Love is nothing but a fog of ecstasy
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