Jul 2010
I think your blue eyes conspire-
Waves of your hypnotic ****** prowess,
Renders an un-imaginable scepter-
That rules the world beside you oh princess!
I just wanna have you,
I just wanna grab you,
Like plucking out the stars from the sky-
Like ruthlessly waging a war for cosmic defy!
No single thread between you and me-
As if the centrifugal force holding the planets,
That preserves the stellar discipline in the quantum packets-
Close your eyes and wish me to the comets falling free!
020710FR
Waves of your hypnotic ****** prowess,
Renders an un-imaginable scepter-
That rules the world beside you oh princess!
I just wanna have you,
I just wanna grab you,
Like plucking out the stars from the sky-
Like ruthlessly waging a war for cosmic defy!
No single thread between you and me-
As if the centrifugal force holding the planets,
That preserves the stellar discipline in the quantum packets-
Close your eyes and wish me to the comets falling free!
020710FR
Mystique is a candy-floss heart stealer that sails high with the thinkable imaginations from the lover poet singing in praise of the beloved. The metaphors are malicious and very simple and might have been thought before somewhere else. The interesting thing is the platter in its way attempting to serve in a very romantic way and the love-straw flying high in the picturesque space.
