Your love is not really love until you waste it, a kiss is never a kiss until you taste it..
Two types of dust I require to wipe my sin
To a pessimist, losing bobby pins is as hopeless as losing hair. To an optimist, losing hair gives hope to get the lost bobby pins back.
I'm two days away from day after tomorrowCounting the hours to my upcoming sorrow Suddenly I lookinto the eyes of my childThen all sadness goneas I smile the way she smiled
his abusemakes her an anvilwithout spark
I wonder at the starry pattern in the skyAre they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?
I’m looking for youinto that silverspoon where I taste my reflection to feel the touch of your untouchables- from the poem "Looking For You
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