Friday, April 19, 2013

What we do is secret.

What we do is secret.

Our deeply personal life
Interfered with by
Disgusting demons
To cause us strife.

Liars and fallen angels
Haunt us when we sleep
Romeo and Juliet
 Their jealousy runs deep.

Their family many eyes
Cannot see,
He will always come first
Over anyone here born on earth.

He came from another place
To be with his mate
Both sexes they create
As is somewhere in outerspace.


"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."