May I drink of thine unguilded mortality, and dine,
upon thine ivory flesh
my love?
Thou art, the essence of light,
and perfection
May I kiss those full blooming lips,
in the shadow of the moon?
Wilt thou hold me close,
and quicken my withered heart,
once more?
I wish to make love,
'neath the willows,
letting midnight's dew,
gently,
kiss our skin
Let us be
forever
intertwined
Let All who will,
bare as witness,
to our immortal sin
May we dance together,
forever,
in The Dark of Dawn~A

Lying on soft bed
Dreaming beautiful dreams
Seashells gently snore

need no need to do nothing
just come to me
i would like to keep following you but i am getting old and it's so hard
as the way you look at me

today i wait
the next day i decided to stop
keep on that way

each second longing for you
the memory keeps haunting me
physical pain upon my chest
do you know, i hope you know

i own that physical pain now
do you know, i hope you know not
i am afraid you might get worried
i know you won't

each second longing for you
the menory keeps haunting me
midnight's anxiety waking up in the dawn
'I miss you'
those words was screaming in me every night
checked on my phone, our pictures
do you hear me, perhaps

I can't shrug the vast curiosity
For the beating heart that strives
for her has become flat lined,
a line that no longer represents
hot coals of my love

The quivering shores are barren
to the sand that we count
as it is lost in winds of time
and life experiences.

Fast paced indecisiveness is lost
with my teenage years.
As is the confidence and acceptance
to sparks of love.

My soul shakes at the thought
but my heart leaps from my chest
like salmon up stream,
forgetting the cold waters and unable
to remember the tune.

For I am a bruised man.

So I cant risk the shards of this
glued heart being handled again,
As one drop, one fall,
could mean the end of my affection.