Love, they say, is a beautiful thing -
An awesome feeling.
When in love, you put your all in,
And that's the dealing.
The overwhelming moments you created in my heart.
Are the striking memories I could not do without -
The beautiful smiles, the teasing gestures;
The soothing speeches, the soft whispers;
The gentle caresses, the seductive lies;
The foreplay moans and the rhythmic echoes -
All these I miss at each fight.
I erred, I know.
I broke laws, I know.
I have flaws, I vouch.
But you, are my couch.
I could say I am insensitive to pains,
But I dare not while in your chains.
So I renounce my ego, I renounce my lies.
I advice my conscience to betray my pride.
As I present this plea to console your anger,
From the depth of my heart, your happiness I desire.
...I'm sorry.
Loves just-xheenar
