The night's young, so were we,
I saw him standing alone under the stars,
where bonfire flames dances,
its firelight illuminating his features.

He was the answer to my unspoken prayers,
A face chiseled by the gods,
with eyes like darkest night,
where beauty masked the pain within.

His voice was a low, smooth melody,
And he tasted like forbidden fruit, sweet and divine.
His touches were novacaine, numbing every past pain,
And his gaze dissolved time, leaving only now.

The scent of his skin,
a heady mix,
Of leather, smoke, and midnight air.
One night, one glance, and I was undone.

Now, I'm haunted by the ghost of him,
A memory that refuses to fade.
His touch was a burning flame,
Leaving an ache that still remains.

He should have been a fleeting memory,
A fading light,
That should have just lasted one night,
Where we were lost in the throes of ecstasy.

The nights passed, and he was gone,
Yet his memory lingers,
Taunting me with promises and dreams,
That are forever out of reach.

about how often someone thinks of you?
That song?
That picture?
That smell?
And instantly you are back in someone’s mind
And even if it is just for a split second
There you are
and you captivate her thoughts
consume her time
Yet you’ll never know this has ever happened
In a mind far away
Locked up
this has been real

Unlucky though
that you’ll never know

When I’m gone like the shadow from the night walkers moving around with their legs on a stake boards. Don’t  say a word about my past life when  you and I were together or How I love acting, its makes me happy and sign of tears must not be seen on your face as you remember special memories with me. Memories of us makes my soul stronger  and braver  as my desire of you and i comes into play.
when i am gone and it’s time for the funeral service .Every one should put on a green  dress code like you are turning my funeral ceremony into  green land of grown trees.
As its Ending ,Play my songs  and everyone must sing a track of their favorite artist with my favorite microphone. Don’t forget to eat and drink until the bill is worth my memories, Either should anyone of you, allow my wife to see my body when the priests place Gold coin of one dollar cent  on the right eye and Silver quarter dollar coin on my left eye and Quarter dollar coin on my forehead, wait did she see me when I was born from birth, OH NO.

Every time, I spend inside the wave is a minute spend in heaven.
Let my  grave to 25.3 thousand  feet deep and 18 million square meters , so my body could  moves “To and fro”  without interfering  with  the boundaries of the Upper world or Earth world.
At the Beginning of the Ceremony ,If  sun raise and shining at the event then be ready for the raindrops as a sign of honour from heaven  and if ,its rains on my body alone then be ready for the sun shine as a sign of fate from heaven.

I am happy about the way I laid down as my back did not touch the evil floor, then put my body inside a glass box of unbroken meter at each edges to avoid cracking with the iceberg on the sea, I came into the world   with  no clothes on me, so I deserve no clothes on  me but remember to put a Pencil, Eraser in my right hand and Shaper ,Book in my left hand then Bible on my chest as sign of loyalty to God, As they pull the glass box  with a ropes holding it through the four edge within the meter hooks  , quietly insert me into  the sea until its 76.7ft deep then eject the ropes  as the  reason for my selfless act and watery mind while i was on earth.
Don’t let my funeral be short because I need more  Entertainment from Eminem ,Hillsong worship and Jesus Culture presenting their  songs as sign of  celebrating a beautiful and self-made man on earth.

Each month, My kids and Wives will pay visit with rose Flowers with chocolate cake  to the sea as they speaks life  and sweet moments of their lives without me  into the sea as to keep  awareness of my spirit alive with the sea world ,if not,  I will lose my place in the sea ,might  walk out of the glass -box into the earth world  and start roaring around like one of  the  fallen angels in the sky awaiting his judgement from God.
The  manner of death was desired by me and I will happier that my lovers are happy about the possibility of lifespan  in the Sea recreating life for the next generation to feed.
      Each moment pass by, as years decay away remember I will be here in the sea keeping your memories refreshing
each time you take your shower  with my smooth liquid flowing through your skin, I will be with you in the cold and hot times as I am watching over your naked Good and Evil minds, Don’t be scared of awareness because we were once naked together during my existence with you in the beginning walking as fading shadows from the night walkers moving around with their legs on a stake boards.

In pace of mace ,we end up in a race involving the wave.

My funeral service will.

We stop our faithful car
Halfway between both
National parks
Because the scenery
Was too gorgeous
To quickly forget.
We sit down near a cow fence
And you pick me a flower
And place it in my hair,
And I can tell everything
With you is about the scenery,
The message, the emotion.
You’re an artist that never
Turns away from the canvas.
You never turn off the appreciation,
The evaluating, the creating,
And I want to kiss your
Tired eyes,
The ones that must dream
Exhausting things
All night and day,
And now there are tears in my eyes
And they sting
And it’s because I realize
How draining it must be
To be so beautiful.
You make me realize
How similar we are,
I see myself in you.
Everything to me is poetry.
All the double meaning
And metaphor
Gives me context, gives me life,
Helps me make connections.
It drives me absolutely insane,
Being an artist at heart,
And then in a twist of fate,
That turns out to be
Exactly what you want.
Now we’re weeping
On the side of the road
Somewhere in Idaho,
And you love me,
And I know it,
And it hits me hard for the first time,
And I’m an artist
So I want to feel it all.
And we talk about love
And our fears about death,
How we’ll always be artists -
Me, the mad one, and you,
The sad one, and we laugh,
With tears of every emotion,
And we want to drink them up,
And it’s like time doesn’t exist
On this abandoned highway road
With the unforgettable view,
The unforgettable me,
And the unforgettable you.