Chaotic Romance.

My insatible thoughts wouldn't let me go,
I'm a delinquent lost on my own alone.
You're the lost piece of my riddle I couldn't retort.
To be your everything was my only hope.
As you kissed me under the rain with promises of your own,
To stay or let go, I would never know.

Adultery

The walls he bred out of his vanity and prestige,
he shattered them down, one by one,
to let her in.

Was it love?
or was it lust?
He would cross the seven seas to reveal.

She pleasured him and she had him pained.
She was his unblemished harlequin,
as soft as a rosette so divine.

He built their own world against infidelity.
Their bodies linked with sin beyond right and wrong.
His promises were boundless,
so did her endless arride.

Was he a delinquent?
or was he insane?
He would devote all in all to mend his mistakes.

She gave him her heart,
there-withal her soul and uncertain fate.
 And the rules were in vain as she swayed his dismay.

I've found you

I've found you,
the extinct retort to my own riddle,
kissing the scarred shades I've forged in my head,
withal my fleeting palpitations.

I've found you finally,
thus I could ask you,
would you disenthrall me from this inferno?
and impel me to abide myself as I survive

I've found you,
the lost twinkle in my eyes when I smile.
shielding me from my own fiends,
as I laugh at my own mistakes.

I've found you finally,
wherefore I could behest you,
would you make this a timeless promise?
and not just another perishing hope.

When everything falls apart.

When everything falls apart, I look back and memorize,
when the puddles become invincible
and my foes mount  above my bare shoulders
You were there my little miracle,
shielding like a mighty soldier.

When everything falls apart, I look back and memorize
When my angst screams for redemption
withal as I startle you with my dissension
Howbeit you unearth my delirium
moreover my extinct quintessence


When everything falls apart I look back and smile
You are the fortune I've earned,
shimmering like a precious opal
amid a thousand of gems I've ever gained.

Crestfallen as I write.

When you eventually fathom love.
You happen to relish it,withal you might as well crave it. 

And then you're enomored of your exquisite thoughts about love.

Infatuations and fleeting sentiments get acute as your sanity sways away.  

But when you don't get the love you want,when you fail the love you want,

it leaves a bare hollow in your heart,
a somber emptiness that cannot be replaced or occupied by any one thing. 

You would exist, but you wouldn't live.

You would search for the same love, in the same color and shades,

even the perfect imperfections.

but nothing would be the same. 

When all is said and done you would fear love,building walls around your frail heart. 

You would become someone you never wanted to be.

Falling in love would be the biggest risk you could ever take,

you would never know whether someone will be there to catch once you decide to fall.

The Dandelion

The Dandelion,
Swifter than the air,
Paler than the skies,
One would utter as she sees, oh what flair!

The Dandelion,
I behold your fragile pulchritude in the meadows,
Veiling at the sunshine as it dawns.
You would adorn the mounts in the summer like a mistletoe,
Either I shall grant you freedom with my silken blows.

The Dandelion,
a floret so demure,
lurking at the impure.
You will call my name and glare at the cities,where I shall be gone.
The Dandelion,
Would you miss my presence? Be as it may, swaying to and fro.

Let me in.

Apprise me, confess about the women before me.
About those whom you kissed and wooed,
and the paramours you betrayed.

Let me in, unbosom me your mistakes,
the ones you did unknowingly,
and the blunders you committed with conceit and sane.