He was more than a man to me,
He was my heart walking around in a button up shirt.

Sometimes becoming an angel
Means you gotta go through a little hell

She was like the sun
Warm
Healing
Life giving
But she also burned a few unfortunate souls

Deep thinkers often tend to have dark inclinations
Shallow water is always bright

Are dishes,
They need, to handle
Very careful
No disturbances
For the reason that,
They are fragile
Any slight mistake
Will cause them
Into broken
They are more than
a rubber bowl
Because, they shines
They always kept
in a precious shelves
Using dishes,
lunch and dinner
Can be taken
On, every daylight
and night

They are more than,
Precious they are
Dishes they are
Take care of
THEM

In a sleeping mode
When the dream is active
I remember, the beauty
Of that gorgeous looking,
She is more than I ever
See a beautiful creature,
Her eyes gleamed in the dark
As, her skin, light and gleaming
I caught her beautiful
Glimpse, in that darkness
Her eyelashes fluttered
Herself, clothes so neat

Slowly, she came to me
Talking and teased my sight
Suddenly, she touched my ✋
And softly, she kissed my lips
She flattened me then trying me

I had just wakened, suddenly
Praying, succubus not she is

I love to wake up
to the sound of your
racing heartbeat
feeling your soft lips
leaving tender kisses
all over my body
slowly waking me up

Our heart's
Beating softly together,
Our love,
Will never fade our
Happiness and joy
Inside our heart's as they
Beat Forever until
The end..
❤️