GuardianValor

Sweet kiss As gentle as the wind upon my cheek, your kiss as sweet as sugar Feelings flow through my body, a rush, excitement, emotions. Your kiss, that of a Aengul's, perfection. This feeling, so foreign, yet so natural, welcoming as all. A spark of love, of life, of satisfaction. Sheer attraction. Your kiss as sweet as the sweetest wine, pressed to my lips, lost in time. Parade around me, enjoyment, joy.

Memories Memories cloud my sight, whispering in my ear. Have no fear. They drench me in sorrow, no tomorrow, a timeless night full of nightmares and demons Who was I? Who am I? Will I ever know? Nostalgia galore, I am weary and alone. Prone to dissatisfaction and hate, fate be damned your broken and cruel. Memories of pain, of love and of lust, of dreary woes and broken bones, cruelty held me. Rusen, my name, but is that who I am? Can one be forgiven for their forgotten sins? Is a bad man bad when their pinned to the floor and begging for mercy? Who was I? Who am I? Will I ever know?

Lust or love. Guidance is sought. Hope is earned. My tears have stained my eyes. Sorrow fills me. My heart broken. Why is this? My blood has stained my skin. Strength. Weakness. The difference a thin line. My soul has stained my mind. My fist clenched. My blade sharpened. I am ready. My lust has stained my body. What happens when you take all a man has away from him? My sorrow has stained my heart. My strength unleashed. My emotions open. I am ready. My trust has stained my life. I open my heart to the pain, I welcome it. Kick me when I am down, you only make me stronger. Lust or love. Guidance is sought. Hope is earned. My tea