Losing him let me lose my since of emotion, I lost my Riddim, I lost my muse, I lost the eclipse that came from the Arisen of my climax his lips that magnetic fever that twitches my heart losing him, I lose not what I want it the feeling of need for him that let me know I lost him. Am confused and from his touch I was overdose by his perfection and I gasp by the sensation of his love. How did he feel what have I done cupid help because I have done the love arrow wrong I can't admit that. the guilt I feel needing him and his grave yard ghost that cause a key for his cemetery in my mind and in wonderland waiting of the works of his love hoping some day it will find me. Why me out of every one? It you I just wanted you.
DU LIEST GERADE
Tales of Leole
PoesieTales of the bright and wonder of a romantic and morning life. from different stories brought to life by the one and only Leole.
