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PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
Your eyes are tender but your look has tease.
You've been created to beckon, ****** and please.
You are an earthly creature, but I would sell for you my soul,
And would betray Almighty God, not being afraid of paying toll.
My actions are no longer ruled and judged by any reason,
For Love lies high above religion, and worth the blasphemy for treason.
PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
I'm in love with Juanita

From El Paso country song ...

Kiss me stronger, senorita,

Make my memories be gone.


To forget the northern beauty,

Who's cold heart is made of stone,

Kiss me stronger, Spanish cutie,

Give me love I missed so long.


Brown eyes so warm and tender,

Margaritaville from blender

Makes it easy to surrender,

Borrowing love from lovely lender.


Do not check my credit rating,

- I am all anticipating ...

Give me love that I am awaiting,

Make my loneliness abating!


Rambling rose from Spanish garden,

Do not let my heart to harden.

Harden only what can please,

- I am down on my knees.


I'm in love with Juanita

From El Paso country song ...

Kiss me stronger, senorita,

Make my memories be gone.
PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
I don't want to read your book, I don't want to know you better.

Between the friendship and the love, too much of knowledge kills the latter.

Between the angel part of you and lusting ***** if that might matter,

Between the two, between the two, between the two - I'll take the latter.
PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
We are naked and alone, being not willfully born,
And we are also alone when we die.
And the same in between, every year on and on
No matter do laugh we or cry.


How can I expect that I'll be understood
By your mind or by instinct of yours,
When myself I feel lost in emotional wood,
Where I am walking alone like a ghost.


Where my jealousy fights with my faith and my trust,
Where one part of me hopes that you love me in me, but another so painfully screams,
That I'm just a placeholder in the world of your dreams,
Unfulfilled by someone in your past !


When our bodies together are blending in one,
Are you thinking of him, while keep holding me tight,
Giving kindly to me what is his by his right,
Who escaped from your hands on the run?
PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
Melts away last year's snow,

Which came down on New Year's eve,

But you love me strongly, I know,

And I'll love you as long as I live.


Milky fog around me soars,

Makes me feel like a Fairy Tale,

And your eyes, which my heart adores,

I could see through the white wintry veil.


Though the Spring is so far away yet,

Yes, the April is far away so,

But unlike this fast melting snow

Our love will away never melt.


Fades away last year's snow, which came down on New Year's eve.

You are the One and Only,

And I love you strongly,

And I will love you as long as I live.
PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
When childhood comes back again

Through the window of your fast life train,

Just before it will reach final stop

Open window and let childhood hop

Into cabin where loneliness dwells

As your only companion on rails.


Let your childhood take you by the hand

Trusting you as you've trusted your dad.

Take a journey together back to the past

Into times where hours could last,

Into times where days were so long,

Into innocent times where nothing was wrong.


When childhood comes back your way

Don't push it away, let it stay, let it play.

Let it share its secrets and dreams

While its head to your head softly leans.

Let it be your true loyal friend,

Let it stay in your life to the end.
PrinceAlexander Mar 2016
The mystic secret of the night
Embraces us and holds us tight
In its evasive grip of freak,
Which treats one's life with danger's trick.

Night wears covers of the dark,
Full of adventures to embark
On scary trip, set by the fate,
To risky pleasures we await.

We step, we dive into the night
To lose what holds us at day light,
To free dark corners of the soul,
To shut the conscience and control.

And every face looks like a mask,
Face painted by the dusk to bask.
But may be really night reveals
The truth of us, which day conceals?

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