Geography your cartographer I yearn to bein dreams I survey your terra firmahidden coves and valleysbeg to be exploredwith your sextantI will find the waymapping all your landformsblazing a trail through your frontiergreedily claiming all of you as my own
A Water YoshiLiving life can be hard as you end up doing a lot of workMainly I was born as a Water Yoshi, also I live on my own Yoshi island.Where a lot of interesting stuff, happen with a lot of my friendsWe enjoy racing on skyscrapers, space stations even in a green forest,Where the leaves look like emeralds.But overall I enjoy swimming, in the water as it feels soothingIt’s like a clear white abyss that is full of memories and happy times, Where I can never forget them.The Cheep-Cheeps are so adorable and lovely, which shows how amazing being underwater is.Plus I like to do a bit of sunbathe ; I do it with a couple of Beach Koopas,As it would be lonely if I do it myself and quite quiet as well.Never the less, being underwater is mo
is this love?what is this feeling?a star falls from the skyi feel weak and scaredis this love?what is this feeling?the sea come's over memy mind go's blury is this love?what is this feeling?a fire burns brightlymy heart is heavy and i can't breethis this love?this feelingyou put your arm's aroud mei feel safe with youis this love?this feelingyou hold my handi let my guard downis this love?this feelingyou kiss my lip'si feel so full of joyis this love?i know this feelinga star falls from th skyyou make me strongthis is lovei know this feelingthe sea come's over meyou're the only one think aboutthis is lovei know this feelinga fire burns brightlymy feeling's for unbelievablethis is lovewhat is love?i've never felt it beforebut now i know for shureyou are my love
10/16/14I call to you lightly, I beckon you forthI'm growing inside youA nightshade so deadlyI'll lure you into the dark wet of my bodyAnd then plant a gardenSo you'll never leave
Infinitely Youচির তুমিমানুষের চোখের রঙ যে এত গভীর হতে পারে;তা আগে ভাবতে পারিনি।এমন কৃষ্ণহরিণীর মত চঞ্চল অপার্থিব গতি, অথচ-কি গভীর প্রশান্তি তার বুকে।হাজার বছরের সফরে ক্লান্ত এক প্রা
I don't know what to call it.it sits with youlike a thumb followingeach ridge of your spine,and you want to bottle itand cork itand set it on your nightstandto glow twenty shades of luminescentin the minute evening,like a fireflycaught between the curvesof your ribsand lightingthe dark recessesin your chest.
Waking NightmareYeah ummm... The Poetry is the picture... Sorry Nothing to see here in the box...