Take a look in your soul, see if the crying has stopped! See if my love hath taken your heart to make light, where your hair is so lovely fair, You can take this luminous gleaming heart – Take it from my hands, like a new start, use it to bring that love from the dark.
Oh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid in sunlight glare. Such a place for poetic bliss, while this pen slings feelings of kiss!
Pounding, beautiful-euphoric love; Wanting someone so bad it hurts to move, too much to breathe—Pulsates and saturates, ripping you apart with a fire so alive, to romance them and kiss em so damn good it spins their head and knocks them on their ass.
In the deepest manners of life, through many years of lonely nights, I found this vibrant buzzing, stunning and running through my heart, nuzzling.
Under the seductive, scintillating stars of night, through sadness of heart so weary in fright, by tears of cold and stories untold, heartbreak can look upon - look for the soul so bright - shining in the sky of beautiful light, where stars supine, like tree's of pine, so high and thrusting in midnight cry.