La Loba

There was a monster in the closet,
There was a loba under my bed,
And there was virus in between my breast....

When there is a mountain with rain,
I will start to be more of myself,
Will never stop thinking about your silk hair in-between.

I never thought I'd be love like this.
Please don't mess with the pass-es in life,
Before you know I will be in the winds of you,
Magic was surrounding the fall of your face,

When I summon the weather,
The Sprig,
The Summer,
The Fall,
And finally the Winter,
It would have been when time was knocked in mist.

I will have to repeat the tragedy of the morning,
When the essence is not as the time behaves in the summer,
So when the night comes, and it's the love and pain, take the tender but leave your scent of purple perfume.

More and More that I think of the paing and the burning will make you more of a man. There will lights in the dark and no shadows in colorless places. Becuase the love and care was up for grabs and never fought for. Behave will more than handsome.

***This blog is not real but fake. Idk how to explain but just to let you knw. ********