"The Last Ink"

Never thought he’s the ONE.

Never expected that his my LIFE.

Never thought Life’s so unfair to condemn me.

Don’t even think that season’s will change.

Is it just?

Obligatory?

Is it a conduct?

Defining the sequence is never easy

So why decode it?

Are you a God?

A mythical creature?

Why give love a name?

Soft brooks,

Hard meadows,

Short gasps

Long cuts,

Desiring heart's ignition,

Future escapades

Hot tempered 

Ill lungs

Colored dreams

White reflection

Black souls

Infinite meaning

Hollow tongues

Brittle tips

Knuckled ear lobes

Sweet lips

Do we need a bed to define it?

Is it fair to justify love beat?

Or break my kiss to abandon it

Love me

Hate me

I am not a fool.