kristov_burgh
Why do you torment me with your beauty? I hate the way I feel as I love to gaze upon your face. It's as if you have made it your duty, To haunt me with your elegance and grace. Thy long raven hair, tendrils, pulling me to darkness. Thy sup…
Who'd love a fool If a fool wouldst love 'Til his heart stopped beating? Would you love a fool If a fool wouldst love Upon first meeting? Would a fool love another? Aye! 'Til their hearts stopped beating.
I'm by myself or by your side, When I'm most content in my stride, Matching your speed but not your grace, Walking towards a pleasant place, A pretty place I once espied. Our feet, beating paths lain outside, Slaves to this inanimate guid…