Twisted remembrance, fractured senses, your presence make me weak, your words make me quiver, and your soul makes my heart jump. Temptation gives away to something too beautiful for my mind to conceive, and then I am forever yours. |
It amazed me how you took my breathe that fateful night, my heart cast away to something none other than remarkable feelings encased in crimson glass broken forever by the love of another. |
Reading someone's poetry is like reading a book about their life in metaphors. |
You are my retribution in a world of intolerable cruelty. |