This wife has her faults
she allows limitations...

Your perpendicular head
is the size of a pea...

The moon melts these senses of mine
within constant fury, panic sets In...

Did you know that I wish to die before you?
Not because I wish for you to grieve...

It became clear to me,
as a crystal tear drop fell...

I've designed
a write of elegance...

Tiptoeing by your bedside
at three am...

Hypocritical eyes
glow in a misty gorge...

Bluebells courtesy, sighing at dawn
the clock ticks four, soft morning bliss...

As I search through, all that remains
a violence flows within my veins...

Shimmering under a sky pitted destiny,
they swirled around tunes, like a damsel...

I once knew darkness,
when I met you under the moon...