Love Letter From the Soul Xxxvii
Lady,
"Every day i search through the labyrinth and finally found what i was looking for" - Dracula (Netflix Season 1, episode 1)
A drip from the lip, your sustenance
sustaining my meaning of life
in awe, I'm tempted to bite
yes that bite of trust
truth held tight
in more than one night
a series of chances, not forsaken
but taken
a tip to the waiter of might
and we might, cross or stake
root where the Mainecoon roam
walking on home
where bosoms touch
riches fully share
a soliloquy of time and intent
not just love letters sent
a road towards death diverted
as I delve inside your eye
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