You gambled away
with her heart and feelings
left her out in the cold
all alone

You try so hard to
wonder why she didn't come
back when clearly you
were the problem to her solution

When I asked him how old was he
Giving a mischievous wink
Said won’t tell you straightly
But in a riddle to think!

If you add up the digits of that year
Multiply it by three
You would be almost there
But not there exactly!

Three more to it you’ve to add
And that’s my age no doubt
You would make me really glad
If can figure that out!

The two digits that make my age
Have a difference of one
You’ve enough clues to the maze
To work out my age with fun!

The digits added is short of ten
But from one too far
Would you now take the pain
To make my age clear?

It's a Saturday morning warning.
Saturday's defeated, sitting here yawning.
Smell him.  
His body hides inside her nares.

She's walking upstairs.
Walking upstairs and taking you in.
Inhaling,
She's breathing you.
Honey you got under her skin.
A sinful of skin.

Smelling you inside,
Aroma of sweater,
Smells better of you.
Oh for last night.

A mental situation.
She's wearing you inside out.
(C) Livvi

Beneath the earth
There's a network
Of age old connectionlines
Each contributing to Oneness
And as our hearts and souls meet
They see that the connection
Between our souls
Was there all along