Mrs.Vixen, please bless him. Yes he. Better yet, be Mystic.
Kissless, especially when your quickening of solemn bliss commits the offense of sporting Celtic green lipstick.
So grimy... Come find Me. If so- So smite me
right where your shamrock heart felt apart and where you buried the dried up leafs crumbled up somewhere in between the weeks.
Love was born forever and the ink spilled in and beyond the sheets. I know I say good bye, but I don't know, I don't know. The poetry keeps telling me to continue the worship of thee.
You asked for three, but I gave you six. No wishes, just bites,
Damn, i miss reading you David! This is unreal, genius and quite breathtaking. And apt description of most of the love stories out there...
Posted 7 Years Ago
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7 Years Ago
Thank you Ana, I've miss sharing my poems. I've been keeping a lot to myself as of late, but I am tr.. read moreThank you Ana, I've miss sharing my poems. I've been keeping a lot to myself as of late, but I am truly glad that you enjoyed it. I will be sharing more soon.