Gemini

I'm in love. And I love. The case is ooh so black and white, and yet reversed to match my mood. Know not what my struggle is from in to the outer, my battle wages forth...
Heroic effort on my behalf assuaged from the wreckage of abstaining from the truth of my heart. In between the linear surfaced brick walls of my fate, neither can I accept..push my wet eyes filled with unshed tears hidden away from the solemnity of devotion that I have somehow grown to both love and hate.
I will.

The lie begotten from the flame of my tongue thrust into the cheek of another...moan
It can never be the path less trodden to carry my feet to travel into the warm abode of the arms I covet for they encircle another.
And yet, I digress as the sin of commission is the very beat of my own drum, taunting my symphony of confusion
Ooh, yet it would be the blessed ability to know the emptiness of the quell of an empty breast, from which the soul pumped life blood of passion does not exist.