Anyone is into something that could revive, refuel and ignite the heart for love. Yet when despairing, you hold on to any dying thing. At gloomy night, an ember is life. What is this thing that lit a bit and soon diminish? It lightens for a while and burns to residue. Why you inflamed me
The most wonderful thing but full of wonders is love. No one can intentionally grasp its fullness for life. Digging deeper the core might bring confusion, the more when the heart suffers by loving. All are subject for love, but not all heartened and sustained it. Is there an intermittent love? What made it become
The dawn welcomes a life, filled with agitation. The Giver never fails to sustain until fully fledged. ….She grows, plays, enjoys, blooms! Knows only one thing: … She’s loved in which she alone can tell. An innocent lass, enjoying freely a joyous notion will last. When young, everything is desirous. A mind hard to twist,
The grandeur of this world is in the hearts of the humanity who believes in the greatness of love. The mortals who exhibit warmth and fondness. A passion for desire, intimacy and devotion. A yearning and longing for a lasting love. The emergence of love….. Stranger Inside Wallop suddenly, sign of falling Never even knock,
