Poetically, the life drags us to lust-peer, The night - nocturnal rapture of sin
I write you in soothing words, you become one enigmatic poetry
My lost heart across frost world keep breathing your lethal lips - one shade so rosary
Life could be one derivation of... calcul-us thoughts, the time - one dust - old mystery
Let your beats bounce ‘pon the beats of very heart rather, getting beaten-eaten by bold misery
Love’s nothing but certainly… one mighty sword that's majestically mystic
I pour you down in sweet velvety words &, you rhythmically become one musical poetry
Oh, my naïve heart - a page imbued with red ink …
& the flavors - the shades - the obsession of its night oft... lost in warm contentment of sin.
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