The darkness preveiles over all
So quick to miss the signs of a true lover

Does he hit
Does he sway
Does he fall constantly on his face


A drunken man would become of him or a man who would ******* wine

Hear my wine
Know her cry dosent exist

For the banshee is the one who claws at you

For the Banshee is the one who screams in pain for her lost love

For leo ruled with heart and soul

Too smart for them
Too smart for it-self

love itself
Entaglment

Refining love
Being loved...
Has never existed

Can it alow it to love and be loved apon Fear none for the touch of soft hands is not one to ever shy away from one to another your being compliments my life more than you will ever know for you are the fore fathers son

Loves