Its never a thing.
Its never just something.
It makes you cry endlessly.
When you think you are timeless, you become ephemeral.
Every collection of agony, anguish and afflication become a harrowing hole.
A bleeding heart is constructed from the dew of a beautiful nightmare.

Its miraculous.
Its completely beautiful.
The love he gives me is absolutely timeless.
He gives me pieces of his heart to complete mine.
This love that  is delicate and exquisite.
Our boundless love and devotion is immortal.
A burning flame of eternal love.

This love is like no other.
An embrace of warm collections in a bundle.
A heartfelt hug meaning a million things.
A passionate kiss cascaded with amour.
I daydream too only wake up from being lost in your eyes.
Searching for the end of the rainbow that is you.
I treasure the way our lips dance to the cadence of our hearts when our words are not enough.
There's love in the eyes of your soul.
The unspoken words are enough to convey a million emotions.
There is love in every moment; every thought.
The pieces of his heart that he gives me, complete mine.
An affection so delicate and exquisite.
A boundless love and devotion that is immortal.
A burning flame of eternal love.

What is more important than this?
He makes me smile.
He makes me laugh like no other.
Is there more that can be given?
A whole heart of perfumed love.
Any moment it will spread the fragrance of cherishment.
Filling your life with a blue wave of divine admiration.
The benevolence is like no other.
An affection filled desposition like no other.
A fluttering butterfly lost in a wonderfilled band of color.

The creature that lurks beneath.
It has no soul.
The black, heinous and bloodcurdling mist dwells in its bowls.
It shrieks in the night, for it is thirsting for a new super.
It reduces a garnish persona to nothing but a pile of shallow and pessimistic ash.
Beware of this creature.
For it is not tangible.
It is not palpable.
It is not corporeal.
This beastly, callous phantom is only the deepest part of our conscious.
Where all the treacherous things go to stay.
Building up, they flourish into what is lurking beneath.

Nothing is greater than the beach.
The majestic, beautiful white sand has an exhilirating thrill to your eyes.
The sound of the abundant and grandiose seagulls bring absolute and utter joy to your ears.
The delicate and radiant ocean is a whole different story.
The superb, splendid and stunning crystal clear water puts your soul at tranquility.

Velvet ropes reiteratedly gave us hope and love.
Velvet ropes made us believe magic was real.
That rope that kept us bound by doggedness is velvet.
The exuberance in our lives is prevented.
Velvet ropes created an askew and bittersweet love.
Love that we will never understand.
Love that makes you voracious for more.
You become thirsty for cascading passion.
The velevet ropes spawns an eternal flame of abundance, exquisiteness and tenderness to the core.
What is this velvet rope that creates a loving, hopeful and prodigious man?
A man who is carefree and only kindheartedly based.
We have looked in all the wrong places.
For the velvet ropes are in the one place you failed to look...
Your own heart.
You are compromised with a great gift.
Turning your back and forming a blind eye to it by looking elsewhere made you lurk further.
Although you misguided yourself, count on the velvet ropes to bring you home...
Today..........
Tomorrow...
Forever........