He's more of an overseas lover
Here in the states my attraction is taboo
It probably does not even exist
His dark traits take my mind much like a fool
Eyes golden as the sy=un
Fellings like the phases of the moon
never permanent
As if a glance into the distant future
Constantly reminding me of my past
A paradox in himself…
Hey guys, my friend has just made a Wordpress so go check out her blog and read her poetry! :D
Kharma
October 25, 2012 at 12:55 pm
Wow. A lot of emotion here.