that Life is but to Love

"she was a strawberry blonde better than chocolate she called me shortcake cut to the chase like the icing on the... or something like that. said she didn't want it said she didn't didn't wan..."

"a bright light peeks from around the golden shadow cast my words and deeds undone is she, still and only beholden to dark nights washed in fear. can you run? hot breath shatters hope upon a crump..."

"i. mnemonic reveries drift in the guise of legendry on melancholy wafts to the platonic nostalgia of the setting sun which tints the roaring sea in scarlet red, shining reflection of the transien..."

"She sings to me sweetly and I allow her to grace my soul with mirthful tones that stumble in the sands of time. It's now that I can close my eyes and hear the croons cry a song of sorrow that turn..."