A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

02 April 2012

What is Love?

A sweet sugary caramel
Cuddled in the moonlight
Fresh on a young girl’s face

Shining in starry eyes
Clouded by misty perfume
A tree with branches intertwined

Pure as snow
Tainted with  ivy jealous
And crimson lust

Pulling at heartstrings
Burning from within
Stealing the oxygen we breath

Deep in every heart it grows
A primal instinct, searching for the one
Finding him or looking till you die

Adrenaline after tender kisses
Butterflies dance in nervous stomachs
Many sleepless night dreaming of tomorrow

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