WHITERTAINMENT

On the green grassy land A couple of wells lay Two wells laying still in a Savannah, And sorry I could pick both not And be one A century I took to glare and behold them And scrutinized the first one as much as I could To check for bends and moth in the undergrowth; Then turned to the other, as just and as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because the way to it is grassy And wanted a first shave To draw the first of it's waters Though as for that the passing of time Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay No one had claimed any Oh, I left the unshaven for another day! Yet knowing that experience is the best teacher I doubted if I could ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two wells in the savanna, And I chose the one shaven, bend and with moth, And that made all this difference Coz it was the best water for my flower In the drought, it keeps moisture in the garde...

Behold your wife And I got back my life and my knee was weak and down i was to the next week I'll paint her name upon my brow! That it's known of her in my heart To the lands far and wide beyond Man's comprehension of the bond I announce without a trace of pressure Abby is the jewel I treasure Now and for ever more in pleasure, The name I admire without measure They are right, those who deem I am favored, to have of you a dream; Shall it come to pass or it'll pass away? Tell me I'm lucky to see that day. Not in a vision, or in none, Let us together be gone Now, we are friends it seem Heading from the dream to the dream. I may have caused an uproar But tormented by the fruition, Of angels and I at the shore we are a band, Singing and calling Abby to hold my hand My heart beating as soundly as the drum My soul dancing to the tunes of your hum Scattering our foes as the grains of sand- How painful it is for them? O Love! My chest at...

My heart caught the core of your countenance And if truth should be told You my idle man Let not your heart bleed more sweetheart Weep less oh man of my life Because I have come to pick the broken piece of your heart Sorry for the years I allowed the line between us thicken Now I'm here to bridge the distance and brighten your face I'm yearning for the mornings That I'll wake up to the charmness of your voice To feel the warmth of your embrace And your essential milky kiss 😜 I write this art to you Evoked from my empty heart Weeping for stimulating a painful cut, My conscience criticizing my acts I hope it gets to you That you are more than a friend Because what we share is a lot more That is to say; I love you ¶*          ¶*            ¶* I'm glad you're back My heart was broken into pieces Each to its direction I was left coerced to stager To no direction at all If I was to follow my heart, which ...

_I retired to bed last night_ _Thinking about you and me_ _And I knew that time was right_ _I had to tell you and let us be_ _Together in the life of love_ Then, _I wanted to kiss you_ _As much as you wanted to kiss me_ _You took your time While I was sleeping on your chest_ _Listening to your heartbeat,_ _Your hand caressing my face_ _I wanted to touch you_ _As much as you touched me_ _There and then I wanted to make you mine_ _While I was sleeping on your chest,_ _Listening to your heartbeat,_ _Your hand caressing my face_ _You held me close,_ _As you looked into my eyes,_ _Your lips descended on me_ _Warm, soft, kisses full of emotions_ _Like your soul was speaking to mine_ _I knew that you loved me_ _As much as I love and want you_ _And I asked you to be_ _And just before you could_ _I think say_ *Yes* _I woke up this morning_ _Now tell me today,_ _Can we blend together?_ _A quest for a lover_ _A queen who's better_ _Than a future brighter_...