The way you cloy things up,
Leaves me lovestruck.
Makes me forget the path so dark and flaky.
Just don’t know why,
I’m so crestfallen.
You’re the best I...
How beautiful is the Poetry of the onesWhose hearts ache of last nights love.That left them and their shirts,crumpled on the bed sheets.
Like feathers...
You had me with your adept moves
Those perfectly polished shoes, hair carefully spiked
The “gentleman” attitude
And of course, spruceness played me to impress!
Stairway to your...