Truth is real but reality is intangible fabric, so love has an inability to be untrue.

Love is ignorance.

A girl in pain is desirous, vehemently attractive and tenderly noxious.

Curious fingers, grope me true, i'll submit if you say no just right..

That which is merely possible need not be within reach to be such. And that which is within reach need not seem possible.

To be mindful of the future is to dream too daringly, as dwelling upon memory. When time or setting affect a decision, morals, like blades, lose edges and grow pits.

My sophist sweetheart stints aortas with antipathy.
The hand that feeds is partisan and persnickety.

Beauty is a walking treasure map that you can only catch with quicksand shoes.

Stabilize the fable then enfeebles your enabler.