Free Cee Breath Will Be the Death of Love

i tried but my hands were tied because she lied and thusly love died so now i tell them not in the way they should go however, i do tell them in case they do not know i tell them about the flames and fierceness of fire setting aside, momentarily, desire and what it's like to love a lady who is also an unbridled liar when dawn claims victory over the dark and urges a solitary songbird to drown out the song of a lark for them there will be days not unlike too many of my days a day whey royal blue fades into grievous grays and the sun grows ever higher yet another difficult day is deemed detrimental and dire setting aside, momentarily, desire she was frigidly cold to the passion i proclaimed while it was her falsehoods by which i was enflamed as passion was persuaded and pursued whilst love and the remnants of romance continued a futile feud until the heat of adoration was quenched quite well but what wrong would be wrought by the 'morrow pray tell? her lies, at times, echoed by a sanctimonious church choir as masks meet their maker before they ever see the Messiah setting aside, mometarily, desire so i tel them not of lilies, lilac and love i tell them about when push comes to a shameless shove because the lady was a prison keeper of a liar but oh the grip of deception, and the conception of growling and growing desire (c) 2012....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~