Come, let us have our fill of love Draw closer to me, hold on tight This is our time, never let go Look into my eyes, and see you The desire running through me To have you all to myself This is a fire to my heart Like an arrow through my flesh Let our emotion runs wild Let it be untamed. I won't yield to the temptation Temptation of old, plaguing our love Come, only love me dearly Let us have our fill of love
He is long gone but I am here, right here where He left at the same place where we first meet where our love grew where we look at each other from far corner where He stole my number from record room because He was too scared to talk to me where we always walk pass each other like none of us exist where I envy His intelligence and He love my attitude where He told me that He love me when the first time He lay His eyes on me where I fight Him over little things and He say sorry for my mistakes where I wait for little glimpse of His presence where He protect me from bad people where I can rely on Him with my eyes close where I woo perfection of His athletic body and He make fun of my flimsy existence where we make promises where He leave me because people talk about us because people will talk **** about me because we have no future together because we belong to different worlds because our religions were different but I am still standing there waiting for Him where we first fall for each other
Endless waiting for the Love of my life and I can wait forever
My Lion! You are so perfect so perfect that It scares me I am sacred that you'll hate me when we'll meet I am scared of rejection I love you so much, so much That's why I Left I dunno what would I do if you reject me seeing my face I am not beautiful; I am not a perfect girl I am just an ordinary stupid girl that loves you like carzy lil kid I just don't fit with you, cause I am so indulge in my insecurities and my ugliness I can cry alone forever rather feel rejected by the love of my life I hate leaving you, it's like I stabbed myself with thousands knives straight into the heart I sometimes can't breath My each breath moan your name My Lion! I just don't wanna breath If I can't synchronize it to your heart beat
Love! There will be no one after you I can assure you that...
One Republic pick and mix, assorted all sorted wrinkles missing, smooth as glaciers toils reversing on harbingers like excesses does walking the trodden alleys learning Sods mathematics organs pains for non-organics are inherent consequences so one Republic and the anthropologists utters a myth in passing all bananas look like all bananas because bananas are bananas alike sing a song of three pence and a pocket full of fear Plato's cave a grand auditorium for lames united disunited ages in anti-virus glares white noise in white air and masses sigh the emperor's coat plays invisible chess ladies think long and hard in minds for a dolphin swims like none-other the glides of the sweetest depths and in those places unseen expanded vibes of feels know reasons why so it's the bigger snap it's the difference the forbidden fruit lures will not move not go in
This piece is inspired by the Brexit situation where the masses are in disarray, confused, pent-up, belligerent and feed up yet cannot stop being obsessive and charmed by it. Monsieur Barnier is determined, Angela Markel has dreams of taking it big and sea of free dolphins swimming. We all dream on and the equally obsessed Press write dirges, doom laden nonsense and masturbatory expose on distorted views and wishful thinking. Hapless Mrs May goes grey daily and watches helplessly as wrinkles arrives daily on faces that cannot let go and just doing the same thing and saying the same-thing over and over and over again and by the way, what is the Black Rod doing about all this (for does familiar with British politics ) I definitely think the Black Rod will calm things down, yes, that's it !!
Hopefully if you're unfamiliar with that song google will comply and locate it for you.
Blue skies out West look deeper in a sense Than Illinois e'er knows, clouds in betrayl 'Non floating laz'ly in such vast seas they'll Assure ye rare pools know, til I from thence Half ache to be in those dear prairies hence As childhood fondly knew, swept to avail Clean of these houses clustered sans aught bail, And where the Thunderbirds roar through fr'intents. I said I'd join the Air Force, but Dad fer All that said: No. And that is better too. Yet oh! the Rocky Mountains! O those pure, Unfathomed bluest skies! What is't that'd woo Me from their depths? I feel it 'non bestir My soul, just watching from afar. And you?
Or mebbe I'll record myself singing it one of these days...only the chorus, though--"Colorado, THAT's King Sooper's Way, That's King Sooper's Way...." Is it called Aldi's in the armpit?