It is my fault
Why we are meter apart...
Asking questions deep within
Looking around brown and green...
Love is willing to give
Rather than to just receive...
A center of life
Filled with boiling blood...
A minute of silence
An echo...
With each passage
from one stage...
I have discover a pearl
A very un-similar one...
If the time comes
That you get tired...
I dont know what to say
I dont know what to write...
You were such an afflation
You train me accept a whip...
She has the beauty
While she has the brain...
Why do people make poems so deep?
Do they have any projections to keep...