• neethsequeira13 22w


    You are the joy in my agony
    And the agony in my sweet pleasure
    You are the wings to minds conscience
    Yet a prison chain on my tongue, a dungeons treasure
    You are the cure for my chaotic soul
    But still you are the incurable disease of my heart
    You are the boundless sky for my flight
    Yet a fence to keep away my love from the start
    You are the gentle peace in my everyday struggles
    A beautiful piercing conflict within me
    you are forever
    I will stay in denial and accept my feelings never
    My man, yet not mine, a key to my soul
    Yet my heart you tightly bind with unbreakable locks
    You make me float yet drown me
    I'll never want lose you. My love, my PARADOX.