The six shooter and the raven’s feather

April 26, 2013 – 3:20 am

Sometimes we forget. We forget what it was like before the darkness consumed. We forget what it was like before the dead nerves and constipated mind. There is this thing called happiness and you may only get a fractured glimpse…but hold on to it for as long as you can because beauty like this is exactly why the pain is so sharp.

I look in to your eyes and I see eons of misunderstanding. A stern no, when all you wanted was a yes.

When I tell you you’re beautiful, it’s not just the way you shake that miracle ass. It’s not just those God given pieces that make men surrender at your feet. It’s you. It’s you. It’s you.

Here we are wondering…will it last? What’s going to happen?

Well, my princess…love didn’t create time, man did, and one minute with you is like an eternity as far as love is concerned.    Send article as PDF   

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