really

men come in the name of love.
mothers go for love.
poison flooded orange is your face.
like the moon sleeping soundly in your heart.
dark-walled and cold
What about him?
leaving the heart to be abused.
then once I see there is no heaven of the eyes of a air.
what was wrong with love?
but I'll be back in a full moon.
to question his love again.
not for him not to anyone but me
because I want you, that's all