We are in the end of the line.
Talking a while.
Dont let me go.
When you are the only one.

Baby i can be your only prize.
Even if a fall back.
You always believed i tried.
She keeps me from holding her hands.
You can light it up.
You could be a symphony, so that i can learn to play it.
You could be able to utter the words i love you.

Life its not like that.
Obstacles are everywhere.
She took my only heart i cant return it back.
I just lie always.

& with the moon’s bedazzled touch
A special magic is intricately spun

Captures soft pastels of pink, orange & blue
Or vivid hues of dramatic imagery
To bring to life the portrait presented to you

Wretchedly bleeds in coal-black bouts of despair
Spilling ink from the pit of their soul
Each heart wrenching limn is their sorrow stripped bare

Hotly simmers in desire-infused maroons
That swelter frenzied steam
Arousing incandescent passion-monsoons.