My love is ominous
You never know,
But it's always there
I am
And forever will be
Loving you
In your deepest
And darkest hours.
Im like the moon
Who creeps out
Just to see your lips
Turn into a crest.
The crisp of your bear naked skin
Is glinting like a spectrum of colors
How can one
Render such beauty
In a world full of messy
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 2:50 PM UTC
My love is ominous
You never know,
But it's always there
I am
And forever will be
Loving you
In your deepest
And darkest hours.
Im like the moon
Who creeps out
Just to see your lips
Turn into a crest.
The crisp of your bear naked skin
Is glinting like a spectrum of colors
How can one
Render such beauty
In a world full of messy
