Thursday, December 8, 2011

Instruments of my passion 2

Til i noticed, busy old sun kept shinin tissues and beats of love into my spine for u.

Inspite of d transfiguration of my hearts decoded email to u, rainbow shows no interest of rest. My lullaby, remains ever un-ending

Oh ! Pebbles and tingly, do u not speak of d volume of my eternal devotion? Or how his name stampede, has crossed d part of my livers' heart n soul.

Show him my sweetened seasons of love, knows no dime nor chime. Not even d lateness of tomorrow's breath of fresh air.

But should d stars turn down her lights, my love glows even wid us to paradise.

Reverend and strong are the cords of my love's eternal flames.

She is in centers, d spheres and in ur grad school and will travel any wher u wish.

But my devotion stands to complete dat which adam n eve failed at.
I am here wid d freeness of my mind-soul,heart n body. Hot n never knoted-out r d jammin soldiers my love.
My sucks.i bring.
My candies r sweetened wid eternal flavors 4 ur purpose only.

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