My dear clock plz borrow me ur all so great wand so that i can turn back time....i promise i wont be long, i'm jst going there around the coner, to the time when i took my all so precious key, the key that laid on the high temples, and opened up my pure precious heart to wear it around my silly silky sleeves...

oh dear clock plz borrow me ur mighty wand which holds all the powers of time travel so that i can go back to the time when i read my heart out loud so dat my precious lovely words wont ever lay on his selfish ears again...

oh oh ohh dear old clock would u plz plz plz borrow me your great powerful wand so that i could go back to the time whn i told him that i love him....because ryt now it feels as if i made a foolish mistake...

i am so ugly, why am i ugly
i am not happening, what is happening,
still so ugly, i am trash
so minnesota, i am abstract
forget my alibi, i am so ugly
**** what im worth, i have these maggots
inside me living, morbidly filthy
deserve to live me, i am so filthy
no one has done me,
no one i am
i have these maggots, here to preserve me
i am not me, i am these maggots,
they represent me, deserve to live in me,
i am so filthy, plz just **** me
forget the feeling, i have no feeling
simple being, i am so ugly,
i feel so ugly, feeling like stealing,
i am stealing, breathless feeling
senseless beating, set fire to me
i am so ugly, so ******* filthy.

The sky is the color you see when you close your eyes. Not quite black, just dark. It was nice, the way you looked at me when I was calm. How your smile caressed your eyes, your shoulders seemed to relax. The flowers I planted never grew; they must've been too weak, consumed by the earth. I watch happy people and realize how shallow they are. They space out and talk about their favorite tv shows and worry about stains on their shirts. My fingers are strangely shaped: they curve in and out, thinner than normal. But somehow they fit perfectly with yours, straight and perfect, always oil-stained and callused. I remember when I draped my arm across your chest and felt the scars on your shoulder. How they were arranged in such a familiar pattern. I traced them so carefully and read the word 'fear'. I wish I didn't write about you. I wish I didn't write at all. I know the smell of my mother's perfume. It reminds me of the times she came home and I ran to her after hours of waiting restlessly. Now it chokes me and creates a lump in my throat, tears in my eyes. No one's voice could ever fade in the background yet be heard so clearly except yours; a piano ballade in a distant room. We spend so much time trying not to take things for granted that we end up taking things for granted, for granted. "I ruined the flower you gave me. I didn't mean to," you said to me. It's been three years, and I feel like the flower.

The Rules of Online Dating Poem
(8/5/2014)

Rules start the moment we decide to do online dating.
You can't choose Christian Mingle, because things get too spicy there.
You can't choose JDate, because they all want to sign pre-nup's.
You can't choose Plenty of Fish, because who wants to date a fish?
... I mean, I'm pretty sure that's illegal in most countries.
Grindr is great, but we're talking about the rules of online dating... Dating.

Now, OkCupid is where it's at.
Okay see here, you need a username.
Something quirky.  How about 'Quirky?'
Oh, that's taken, so add numbers!
The website suggested 'Quirky 69' ... okay, maybe no numbers.
Quirky_Cat, because everything on the internet is better with cats.

Let's move on to selecting several profile pictures.
Dust off your digital archives, and find one from that time you tanned.
Ever take a funny photo eating food?  Perfect, feed it to your fans.
Is it Halloween?  Because I'm thinking Headless Torsoooo!!!
Annnnd for good measure, let me take a selfie.

The hardest part is answering the match-making questions.
My soul is searching for its soul mate, and there can only be one.
It's like the heart hunger games.  
Who can shoot their compliments with the precision of a bow and arrow,
right through the wall of cats I've accumulated from being single so long?
The first one to make me feel so alive I want to die,
but not before devouring a pint of ice cream, wins!!

SO ANSWER THESE CRUCIAL QUESTIONS:
1, Is astrological sign important to you in a match?
YOU BETTER NOT BE A GEMINI
2. Are you a cat person or a dog person?
I DON'T DATE CAT-DOG HYBRID PEOPLE, JUST BE A PERSON PLZ
3. If you turn a left-handed glove inside out, it fits?
MY ****
4. Would you be willing to meet someone from OkCupid in person?
IF YOU ANSWER NO, *** ARE YOU DOING HERE
That concludes today's question answering.  
Stay tuned for rules on writing the self-summary.

Rule #1 - Bang your head on the keyboard for 12 minutes.
This is a mandatory, required start to every OkCupid profile.
Rule #2 - Use a lot of cliches
Don't worry if you don't know any, just copy some from someone else.
Rule #3 - Say you are bad at writing self-summaries in your self-summary
That's a good one.
Rule #4 - Say what you are good at... which duh, is your writing skills.
I mean you have a liberal arts degree after all.
Rule #5 - Tell them you are a real person, not fake.
Some folks need to hear this to get over the imaginary people they dated.

Rules require structure, and structure is built by bullet point lists.
So first bullet point, favorite books:
- Quickly go find the titles of everything you had to read in high school.
Second bullet point, favorite movies, and variety is key here:  
- Include musicals, rom coms, at least one low-budget indie film,
    a foreign film or two, and throw in a few Disney flicks for good measure.
Third bullet point is what will make or break you, music:
- For gay men this will mean you're only allowed to pick female divas, so...
To the tune of 'Kokomo' by The Beach Boys.
There's Britney and Whitney, ooh I wanna take ya,
to Rhianna, Madonna, ooh and then there's Robyn.
But Queen Bey, J. Monae, Miley, and Christina,
Katy Perry, and Coldplay, because they count anyway.
Cher, and Cher, and Cher, and Cher, and Cher.

Alright alright.  We've had our fun, but now it gets serious.
The profile is going to ask us to advertise ourselves like products.
Of course we are going to comply.
5 foot 6.  145 pounds.  Brown hair, Hazel eyes.
Bi-lingual and knows how to use a tongue.
Annual income?  More like outgo, as in out goes my money.
Do I use drugs?  Only if they're free.
Do I diet?  As in drink diet soda, as opposed to regular?
Slightly hungover on Sundays.
Can send more pictures of cats I wish were my pets, upon request.

Alright, start stalking people for endless hours,
sending messages sporadically.
Good news!  We're ready to do online dating.

But...  what if I don't really know what I want?
Maybe online dating isn't for me.

As I close my eyes
My dreams come to life
And they become my reality
Because for me
This is as good as it gets
Slipping further and further
Deeper and deeper
I fall into a land far- far away
As I open my eyes
I see a land of never ending green fields
Of children running and laughing
People singing, conversing, and dancing
Closing my eyes
I smell the rows of delightful flowers
I spin around
Feeling the wind through my hair until a hand caught mine
Stopping,
I come face to face with him
The man of my dreams
His face is so soft
His eyes so captivating
All he has to do is smile
And I know he knows everything I feel, think and want
In this world
I do not have to hide
As I twirl into his arms
I’m in a place where pain is foreign
I can obtain anything in life from here
If only reality was this good to me
As he lets me go
I turn around to find that I’m falling of a cliff
Going back to reality
All I can see is the water coming at me
Falling, falling, falling
I wake up to see I’m in his arms
How can this be?
Was it only a dream?
Or did I really find him?
I think I have
What will reality hold for me now?
With him anything is possible

A letter to my best friend -

Dear Piu,

       I know we are not in touch anymore. Everyone is happy as they thought we parted our way but they can't able to understood our friendship. I always used to say our friendship didn't need any convo but now am writing this letter to you. Yeah I miss you a lot. Sometimes it feels like we lost our way someway. We lost ourselves. Without you I became all alone. I have lost myself somewhere. Our friendship is something that no one can define in words everyone do get jealous of our friendship. But then how we lost ourselves.How we do lost that cute,adorable friendship of our. It's easy to say we are not parted,  but somewhere I also know we love each other a lot Piu but then also somewhere we became as stranger. Today I got to write a letter for you and am writing all the emotions. I love you a lot but you know what I also have tried to be connected to you to be in touch. But you got that much busy that you don't have time to talk with me and you have forgotten my birthday also. Nevertheless if I forget all that but whenever I call you on your birthday you always said thanks but am busy call you letter. I have lost the beautiful friend of mine who have given me another life. I was the person who always got angry and you always consoled me. But after being parted I tried very hard. I never got angry not even have said my pain to you like before but then also if lost you. Here I want to express all my pain and agony to you that now also I do miss you a lot and love you a lot. But don't know where to again find that frnd of mine whom I lost in this big world. Please I am requesting I will never get angry on you, never irritate you and never complain you about anything but plz give me my Piu back plz. I can't able to live without her. I am suffocating without you my darling plz come back.

                       From,
                            Your Aku

Maa,  kya tj pta h
Tri beti ko yha kse jeena pdta h
Ghrpe tu jse mj jgati thi
To koi b chinta mj na satati thi
Yha tri bht yaad aati h
Pr phr b tri beti khud ko smjhati h
Sone k phle aakho se aasu aa HI jaata h
Kuki yha ka akelapan mj bht satata h
Bht jhoota h ye jha
Aasan ni rhna yha
Hr Mod pe ek nayi chunauti aa jati h
Mgr tu preshan mt **
Tri beti tjhko HI yaad krke sbka saamna kr paati h
Maa ku ni h tre jse sb
Kuki pta ni chlta kon yha dhoka DE jaaye kb
Or papa.. Tumhari pari tumko b bht yad krti h
Jb b tumhari yaad aati h.. Ye aakhe ro pdti h
Me tumko dikhati ni ki  akeli hn ME yha
Plz tum mj le jaao na aap sbka saath mil ske jha
Ku wapus ni aa jaate vo din
Jb b tumahri pari preshan hoti thi
Uske saath uske Papa ki himmt hoti thi
Yha to bs roti rh jaati hn
Tumhara intezaar krti rh jaati hn
Koi b mere paas ni aata
Isliye kai baar dil sehem sa h jaata
Bhai..  Tri vo ladai yaad aati h
Jo mj rote wqt b hsa jati h
Or jb Tra, mera US trha dhyan rkhna yaad aata h
Vo hste wqt b mj rula jaata h
Is Hostel ki zindgi ne sbko door kr dia hai
Or Bs hr mode pe akela krke cchod dia hai
Kaash bdi HI na hoti ME
To ab b PAPA ki vhi pari HOTI ME
Maa ki vhi laado hoti ME
Bhai ki vhi shararti bhn hoti ME ..

Monsters are never born they are created--jm.

Stand up for what is right.
Never let someone tell you that you shouldn't follow your dreams,
Just do it.
If your gay embrace it.
If your different embrace it.
This is life make the best out of it,
For we only get one life to live.

I can understand vocabulary of your tears
see you sad again, one of my fear
My sister the way you smile
my moments get start for a while
The accident you got
my heart beats got stopped
My melody you came from the sky
like an angel front of my eyes
Sister plz, plz and plzzz take care
to see you cry, its not a fair
Sister plz dont forget your smile
from you all stars sunshine
That accident has gone forever
now all happiness be with you forever
I dont know what to say
but my words has its own way
your smile is my life
to be you happy its first job of mine
Love you sister

You see... My momma had these two lamps and when ever someone came over they always had a story to tell ... Whenever  you'd sit on our couch and find that perfect spot the one where you slightly nestled down shoulders up and feet tucked that's when you'd see . Now I heard my mother tell this story **** near a billion times but I think my parents forget I was there too... And even tho I don't remember much I remember ... So there's not always two sides to every story more like 4 in my case... My father had motioned his finger for me to come here and it was a bit odd Cuz just seconds ago he was packing his things and stacking **** at the door. He didn't say a word but I knew something was wrong by his blood shot eyes and the tears streaming down his face I had never seen my daddy cry so I couldn't help but be confused and do what I knew best, Cry.
My Daddy came home slightly drunk full of life and my momma stood in the kitchen cooking dinner this was nothing new I remember we use to watch married with children and to this day I can't find the courage to watch an episode. My mother **** near whispered as she asked my father Tim where have you been? My father made not a sound but before he could all I heard was "******* that white *****" still... not a sound and for the sake of our neighbors on 3684 sunswept park dr florrisant Missouri 63033 I prayed he'd answer... Not a sound... He sat there as if no one was in the house just him and his thoughts thinking over his day he slowly closed his eyes almost like he began to pray... Before I knew it there where these black beads fly across our living room and I could have sworn I heard opera singers singing as those graceful black beads danced there way to our couch on our lamps and on the right side of my daddy **** near giving him 3rd degree burns...
Now I don't remember nothing after that and I don't know if that was before or after he broke her jaw but I know the next day my daddy had motioned his finger for me to come here and it was a bit odd Cuz just seconds ago he was packing his things and stacking **** at the door. I never understood why my mother never cleaned those lamps I guess she kept them as a reminder. To never be weak, to understand and know your worth, to never be foolish, never to be blind sided, never to be caught off guard,girl you have to know your strength it's not to much a ***** ****** is gonna get past me... Yes I check phones emails twitters facebooks and instagrams so the next time you wanna call me a crazy ***** cheat on me call me sad and simple Plz remember I come from a long line of strong  black woman with good aim who can make a mean *** *** of black eye peas that will gracefully dance there way to our couch on our lamps and on the right side of your body potentially giving you 3rd degree burns

I must be a stairway
The way I get stepped on
I must be a nightmare
The way I get slept on
I must be a ****
Cause all I got is *****
Life must be a maze the ways
I bump my back into walls
I must be a toilet cause
I'm constantly **** on
I must be repulsive rejected
Whoever I hit on
Must be a ****** as I'm spit on
Must be a door cause they push me
U r wut u eat and on good Friday
I always eat *****
Cause I love chicken *****
At Chinese food spots
I must. Be a target like a sponsor
For target the way they take shots
I must be in pain the way
I take pain killers So
I hope the pain stained is detained
And not refrain from slow
Pain removal and it soon'll
Tell by time but I'm weary
Mirrors seem to fear me
Homeless people are less. Needy
They don't. Need me I'm
Depressing and it stinks my clothes
I must have aids cause I can't even
Get laid by hoes
I must just be gross
Net pay and gross shows. Nothing
And I must. Be associated with
It as I'm nothing unless I'm something
Along the lines of an
******* or a *****
Or so I'm told by people cold
And wish I'd die but I did
Die because I seem to be a
Ghost to most I know
Only call me when there problems
Are so ****** up they know
No matter how ****** up there
Situation. Is that I've seen worse
Which is insulting and flattering
All in the same verse
I must have a curse
Like Toronto maple leafs
Who coulda had a cup by.now
But the phat cats are cheap
But stupid are we not them
Because there's no sense
In investing in a roster if merchandise
And seats commence
To sell and they do always
From loyal die hard fans
Who they rob of bein part of a
Contender team but the stands
Are full I guess losings just
A pass time now
But I'm so off track where was
I, **** I forget now
I believe I was ******* in my
Own special way
And I always get ****** cause I'm an
*** so I guess I'm gay
I must be a runaway
Cause I don't got a home
I can go back to, am I a dog
Cause in my pants is a bone
I must be a **** pad
Cause my wings don't help fly
I guess I'm not a big girl
Cause big girls dont cry
I must be a fat *** cause my
Fat has a fat mass
Equivalent to precious eaten
By fat joe and thats
Not the type of mass with
Stained glass and religion
Where an alter boys farts are
Never heard if u listened
In an amplifier I'm ampped on fire
But nobody sees it
So if I said president Obama
Had ****** diseases
No one would protest and say jesus
Christ that was wrong
What would Jesus do?
He would probably write a song
About his long slong his **** and
Very long hair
He'd. Never sleep with delilah
But still a cross he must bear
But I would never cross a bear
Are u aware jerusalems where
Darker skin toned people appear
So why is Jesus so fair
Well I don't really care
Not even sure why I asked
90% of the world is unattractive
Sounds harsh but do the math
Am I a long necked giraffe
Cause mom said I belong in a zoo
Which is appealing as the monkeys
Get to masterbated and throw poo
I have no hint let alone a clue,
Was. nEver quite clued in
Too busy angry collecting debt
Feeling disrespect and sins
I now and forever regret since
Ii grew up a little
Had to stop substituting ****** pills
For my bag full of skittles
So I must be a riddle
An enigma to ponder
I don't journey with destination
Only have patients to wander
So to be a doctors patient I
Saunter and walk into a walk in
Clinic so in it i mimic a ******* to
finish with a script for poppin
Perkecette oxycotton
Clonasapan diasapan even
So my back pain I make so real
It starts to hurt as I'm leavin
But giving. doctors are decieving
So deceiving them does not
Pin guilt aide it wilts knowing
The real drug dealers the doc
Sending people who got
Addiction problems to phone
A Clinic to start u a new dependency
Called methadone
So leave the **** alone, such
A mess and known
If ur not an ignorant clone
That can't see on there own
It's the same drug dealer
Just a different drug
So how does **** for oxy heads
Really help them its rough
I must be a mute cause all
My opinions arnt heard
And I protect my pocket with no
Pocket protecter so am I a nerd
I must be a bad ****** word
Cause whenever I am. Brought up
Eyes go wide as if I am a bad
Influence like I'm hopped up
On morphine and more fiends
Are. Created each day
As doctors seem to just
Wanna give there drugs away
Well I'm done for the day
That's enough complaints for me
And if u didn't like it call 1800
I don't give a **** and Plz
Remember if it's busy just hang
up and try ur Call  again
Cause I always look forward
To being **** on for when
I use the freedom of speech
Giving to me as a right
So those opposed your all *****
So that means I must. Be a ****
*** yikes ewww a **** yuck
Get it away
So what I say I had to say Plz don't play
With what lay in my spray
Of opions in the way I say
What I say when I say it
If u hate me I'm still on ur mind
And worth hating so go ahead hate it
Poetic dues I payed it
Roads I pave it so those
Who chose to be a voice for
His beliefs always knows
There way but in dismay
I may not pray for others
Cause they may see a dead end
Even though they are covered
And smothered in talent
But if never discovered ur covered
Lucky if Facebook will even read
Let alone brothers and mothers
Cause to hypnotize the others
Selling out lurks in the way
And wut defines selling out is such
An area of grey
So goodbye again I'll say
I'm on my way out and gone
Not even a penny for my thoughts
And it's so sad a penny's beyond
What most would pay
As they say I'm just one of alot
But I maybe a snowflake looking
The same but actually I am not

Once again i dare to see a dream
that dream with the door to heaven
where i can see the gods within me
suddenly i close my eyes and
realize the fact that
i am an ordinary man with burden
walking in a real world
who just dare to dream of heaven

So many waves touches my heart
this heart where god lives
i feel glad for what i have coz
i know as much as wave of sorrows
i will get,
i will turn it into happiness
god plz give me power to hold it
i want to dream of heaven
and god plz be within me....

Glances from across the room louder than the music
louder than the bass that everyone is waiting drop.
Musical notes clamouring against the floor,
don't pick them up.
leave them there,
walk around them
on tip toe
in ballet slippered feet.

feather light or lead heavy.
veins of lightning.

forming vowel sounds with my mouth.
ooooooOooOOO
EEeeeee
i. i. i.
AHhhhhh

Sew me together with fingertips like the soft kiss of lemon drops,
coming up the stairwell
the warmth of wanting
the bite of yearning.

Flushed pink.
Pinched red.
Pricked purple.

Spaghetti mind of soft thoughts
turning hard and stale like cracked chapped candy cane lips.

Naked and waiting.
Scabbed mosquito bites that bled bright red.
OOoooowww.

Gimme a sec.
3-5 business days until rejection.
I'll keep you posted.
48 hours of maybe.
Lemme get back to you.

No RSVP
establishing a lack of certainty.
but but but
Re: Urgent: Plz Respond ASAP

*But when?

Got an idea for a pretty poem?
Hold that thought
while Yung Joc finishes plz.

In the barnyard
in the suburbs
Blacktop recess was the best recess
cos we were kettled together

90s nostalgia is limited to lame t.v shows

why don't no one talk about the wet overcast no more?

No poetry plz

Χωρίς ποιητική διάθεση

το να ζεις και μόνο είναι ένας δρόμος
δαφνοστολισμένος
δρόμος να περπατήσεις πάνω του
ξεστομίζοντας λόγια απλά και σταράτα
σε μια γλώσσα λουσμένη με τα υγρά της καρδιάς.

Τον άγνωστο πόνο σκέπτομαι καμία φορά
μήπως έρθει κάποια στιγμή και δειλιάσω για λίγο
και μετά σκέφτομαι ότι και αυτός έχει όρια και διάρκεια
και ησυχάζω.

Να αναμετρηθώ με ό, τι με περιμένει
να φανώ αντάξια της τιμής
που θα μου κάνουν χαρές και οδύνες

Παίζοντας την δυνατή
προσδοκώ να δυναμώσω
κάθε ίνα της ύπαρξης μου.




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Μαρία Πανούτσου 1/12 /2018

Poem Sanged
Daddy.Vibes..(written for someone I know and I feel their pain so)
Listen.. hold me close and not far.. plz. hold me close to you.
Don't reach for me and be too far..
I'm just getting to know you and who you are.
i'm just getting to know you.
Hold me close and not far.
Your the reason why i am who i am.
why some things are the way they are.
So hold me closer.
I want that attention..
Oh must I mention i wanna know you.
I'm calling repeatedly.
I know i don't get answers every time. hold me closer.
But its been way too long.
pick up the phone, your important to me.
and I've waited my whole life long.
To kno who you are mr.
Don't wanna seem desperate
But I'm a part of you, you you and
I wanna get to know you.
Mr. busy busy busy I wanna know who you are
pic up the phone.
I want to hear you talk to me.
Mr. talk to me.. oh I'm still calling you.
Something in my soul.
got me callin you. something in my soul.
got me seekin searching
longin to get to know you.
Mr. Come through..
My Dna has much to say..
its in my soul Mr. see about me..
give a care I pray!

Finding a Long lost pops.
by selinashardaye

i'm very sorry that i haven't posted in a while, i've been in rehab for drug addiction.  all of your support and kind comments made me smile so big when i logged on here.  thank you all, i'll start posting again very soon.

peace out <3

Spice is nice.....Sugar is sweet....Please Lord send me someone to sweep me off my feet!!!!!!


                                               ♡♡ DENISE♡♡

The road seemed to never end. But these frnds were having fun walking together. Sweeto said, "the aroma in here is beautiful"..
Rudy said, "well I think you are just overreacting"
Friendo said, "Hey rudy, just stop acting rude, we are together here on the road, just live the moment.."
Rudy said, "yeah yeah, it wud have been better to sit at home doing nothing than to be here".
Silence there gave a sad frown which no one noticed..
Scary repeated the sentence, "uhh, all of you plz listen to me this road is really not meant for us, anything may happen there at the end, there could be ghosts or zombies or thieves, we cud get killed."
Bravery said, "Dont you worry guys, Until i am there no one can ever harm my friends."
Happy was happy cuz he had his dreams come true on this journey.
While the Jealousy was surrounded by the smoke of restlessness, both of them together creating partly dull atmosphere..
Excity was hopping like a small girl skipping but was losing its track from the others..
But Controller had got his eyes on everyone so it didnt matter when he was around, excity wud be fine..
Confidence with stability walked in the second row to guide all the others behind..
Angry was getting red cuz he thought what is the use of thus journey when this cud have been simpler and due to this Saddy was losing hopes..
But calmy placed his hands around their necks and said everything happens for a reason..
Strategy was guiding everyone in the perfect manner..
Striding at the front was love with its sparkling aura, since it had won, cuz it was stable after being angry and then sad, before which he was excited and controlled, even before which he was brave to be a friend which taught him to keep calm when there is sadness and use strategy and confidence to fight jealousy and restlessness and be happy.
But walking just beside Love was pain which said, "Dude, Let us see who wins."
The wise road of Life simply smiled..

After the seven years of my familiar life wit unknown person
it's the fast time i'm go away to leave his house.
Unknown word is for that
last seven years of my familiar life
we haven't make any relation.
Just for Rule's
Just for live
Just for society
I stayed there.
When i left his house i wanted he said to me
Don't go, plz stay
let's we make our life again.
But he didn't say anything.
For this reason i didn't say him
I never go,
I am your wife,
plz say to stay.
But he didn't say anything
May be i was unsuitable, darkness,unclear of his life
My hard couldn't toler his silenceness
I put my sendal and come out in the road
After the marraige it's  fast time
I setdown beside the road
Cried and cried
But he didn't say
Come back,let's we make our life again.
But he didn't say.

By Arcassin Burnham


Love I'm buying what your selling.
Will it be us,there ain't no telling.
Girl you better tell somebody when the gettings good,
Don't you get this passion I feel so misunderstood.

Safe to say for heaven's sake where it is safe,
Like everyday and nights to when I think of you I elevate,
The faith that you anticipate,
Means much to me than my own state,
If there was 6 billion of you the world would be a better place,

Tell somebody,
Wishing the pale moon would call us,
spending so much time together,
Swear the time would be very obvious,
Conversation is a rare specimen,
Don't want it to come an end,
Love you to the moon and back and all of it's glory,
Don't care if we commit a sin.

It always feels this good when I'm kissing you,
It always looks this good in a setting,
Please don't forget all these moments running through the
Trees, heavy virtues,
You'll know it cause I'll never ever hurt you,
Love I'm buying what your selling.
Will it be us,there ain't no telling.
Girl you better tell somebody when the gettings good,
Don't you get this passion I feel so misunderstood.