January 2018

A slight disguise, for every time we touch Romantic it may seem, fairly charismatic Music being made or songs being sung Constructing charms, being so ecstatic A little though I utter, fingering my guitar Fabricating lyrics to the extent of desires Speak in my success, sing along with me A rapture that...

Torched up all my spirits in the cold of the limelight Painted faces off rouge Barely any freckles in sight A burning heart's exuberance Lit up wild passion to expedite As if it says ,let's keep it going Emotions run sharp the delight Emerge the bold from your beauty Catch me up,melt thy lips...