Each time we have sex,I believe it’s romanticBecause my feeling unwed,Alludes this semantic.And is it early morningsWhere we part our… Read More

I’m not sure if I lay here,and feel the justly breeze,that my head will become lighter -and project love to… Read More

And so you wanna ride fast forget all of your past Continue into a mystic of coloured dots or spots.I… Read More

I’m sad you’ve nothing left,to give me more than lessI’ve become too sane to let your in-desires win in my… Read More