I would bet his looks are similar
to that of angel Gabriel
If only I could ask Mary
she would have confirmed my assumption
He had the most beautiful features
he sometimes seemed like a vampire
and sometimes a wolverine
Maybe he was a hybrid of both
Not like it's obvious to pick out
But there is this weirdness about him
Yet he is irresistibly cute and knowledgeable
He had the most beautiful words; lies
Beautiful words from beautiful lips - enchanting!!
How can I forget his lips;
sometimes blood-red, sometimes rose pink
His tale of love was mysterious
He mentioned cities of romance
that was news to me
he promised sneaky escapades to perfection
And oh!! His voice,
it was better than the singing fairy's
I remember tasting them on my lips
tasted like honey and strawberry
No wonder his lies never felt strange
they had the perfect alibi
He must have bewitched me,
I should have known from his vampire look
But maybe I did know
I just allowed him to lie to me
But maybe again
I did fall in love because he was a beautiful liar
If he ever comes again
I pray that the providence forgives me
for I shall again run into his arms
Diary of a lady
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
is what I tell you, love is a beautiful feeling, there is no doubt, but it makes us fools, the advantage of this is that we can take advantage of the bad experience by being more cautious and distrustful, well not as much as I am. but distrust is a great advantage.
Hahahaha I feel you on that.