love · Philosophy · poetry · romance

Love Me.

Love me but never hold my hand, that's all I ask of men who ought to fall in love Donot laugh or cry around, don't you ever dare to care. That's the most I hate of people who tend to fall in love. Count on me, For you might need any help But never beseech… Continue reading Love Me.

Philosophy · poetry · relationship

The End?

Let the wind blow and hit my face, Knock me off my feet, And sway me by the lovely hills, Could this be the end of the world; Because I miss, I miss... that little black mole Meekly hiding behind the left hump of a nose, Or because I love you, And I cannot say… Continue reading The End?