The omnipresence of love is lost in amor
Does poetry make me weak in the knees?
Let the formulance of love be of power
For true resistance is not enough
Oh hail to the words that makes us stuck
Between the lights, and the poles, and the circumstance
And I write how I really feel
In the midst of a tragic romance,
How can I live vicariously through you
When my life is not intact?
The presence of my ownership has gone
And I am re-establishing the passion
Through life\'s armor...
So when is the love so far flowing
When the purpose of my life is treason?
And free thinkers explode in reason,
So what is the reason for this?
Behold this world through passion
My hunger pangs are at stake
I feel as if the world embraces me
When I\'m beautifully broken;
And let the timber bells collide
The battle of the war has begun
Oh mi amor, this love has begun
The wild cherries have bound this mirth;
Oh uniqueness is pretty restless
For I have found my home in brokenness
And all the king\'s horses
And all the king\'s men
Collide...
Oh life is such an art
I feel deeply for my part
When waging roses bow down
Have a heart and have a heart for me
And life\'s soliloquy stands at the door
Like a ghost from my past
Behold this broken heart,
Can it survive one more life?
For my life\'s broken treason is near,
Do you want me to bestow?
For I love you more than I\'ve ever been
In love;
In the depths of society
The petals of your soul
Are driven by bitterness,
I am a tree that hangs in the balance
Oh desperate tree, do you want to be free?
For there is love
Somewhere
On
This
Earth.