21 September 2012
you're like the word that comes off my lips,
Every time we kiss,
My stronghold, firm and bold,
Warm and not cold,
When you tell the tale of your world, am only inspired, rendered outspokenly critical of what I aspire,
Your love and passion for life is what I most desire,
If we're a cake I'd try us,
A stake I'd buy off, but
What ever it is that we may be, I can live the rest of my life speaking of.
What Ever "this" Is • Opuss № I