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- Poetic Bastard

In the mids of December,
A 16 like morning I remember,
White cold place with sheets around,
A young visitor came for us to bind,
Strips and chains shackle us for life,
Into the raising and loving of a child.

My son, young Sebastian, young visitor,
Came to us by chance, by luck of destiny,
No more words to say,
You came here we want you to stay.
Child of mine be strong in this world,
Destroyed it is but we need to hold,
Our joined forces, our dad and son team,
We will be the answer when you turn 18.

Let's go son, we are waiting for you the 16.
- Poetic Father

I've set my mind straight to the path of you. Playing old school baby! Sweet flowers, chocolates and  romantic songs. Making you fall like in 1799.
Darling just wait and see. We will enjoy a thousand sunsets in a thousand different places. Deep inside you let me ignite the spark of your love.
There is no time to think no time to waste. Drop yourself at my command, fall beneath the stars to my arms.
Get tight between my squeeze. Forced to my chest. Smelling your sweet scent, so intoxicating dear. 
Baby what you got is poison to my senses. Your eyes staring at mine makes a shiver down my spine. The smell of the closeness between us makes me wonder. Tension builds up like a rocket being inches from you.
I just want to grasp your skin... Hug you bear like... Kiss you endlessly... Love you inmortal like. Be your new beginning, and be your last end... You and I, chemistry that blends. 
- Poetic Bastard

Do I wanna fall inlove? Perhaps.
No one knows how it's going to end.
Not you neither I knows whats for us.
Such a crazy risk could lead us apart.

Does it stop our hearts from magnetizing? Hardly.
I just think it makes it harder to avoid.
When destiny declares we will not waive.
Only time will tell if you are made for me, and I for you.

Did it hurt to lose ourselves? Everytime.
Love is something we must suffer as well.
After peril times is when love blossoms to us.
Don't hesitate, we will always end up, apart or not.

How to tell if it's apart or not? Simple.
We just need to love each other as much.
Everyday make me fall inlove.
And everyday I will make you fall inlove.
You and I will forever last.
This time we will make things right.

- Poetic Bastard

Why? Why does every morning starts with a bitter taste on my lips... A taste of loneliness! Such flavor in my mouth revolves my mind in a swirl of nostalgia, sorrowful awake. Can't get enough of the sheets on my bed, trapping me with smooth cold fibers. Trying to chain me of my movements, imprisoned into my mourn. Constant overide of thoughs hunting my days, memories of you. Your lost eyes, sharp lips, small teeth, white sensible cheeks, beautiful silhoutte, gorgeous smile and everlasting warmth in your arms. Can't get enough of your kisses on my fictional dreams. Making your life one with mine is what my heart aims. Be my mercenary love without rules without acceptance of them. Lets live the future on luxurious cities. In the waters of venice let me grasp your face with tip of my fingers. In Paris let me kiss you at the top of Eiffel where air draws inside and between our crossing lips. In Dubai let me take your hand to explore every inch of the city where I'll hug you.. Kiss you... Love you.
Oh dear, I just went on again daydreaming, lessening this bitter taste on my mouth... Not enough, but your lips would do.
- Poetic Bastard

This sun reminds me as days pass by without my arms being warmed by your skin...
Such torture fit for an everlasting romance.
The harder it gets to attain your heart is how long your world with me must be.
Triumph comes after collosal  effort splattered in blood and tears.
Inmense feelings rush out of this growing cacoon.
A shell for not more than forever yours...
-Poetic Bastard