Thursday, February 23, 2023

A direct love speech from Janina to our shared heart


- Man, let me tell you... 

- Last 2 weeks being new... 

- Felt trapped inside Poe's Annabel Lee... 

- Poem as a hymn tree... 

- Quickly I forgot... 

- Lovecraft was not that hot... 

- Felt the need to boost... 

- Time to roost... 

- Crazy clown time... 

- Vintage circus being actually fine... 

- Children's dream... 

- No split side mean... 

- Together we appear... 

- Like shadows care... 

- Time to feel again... 

- Birthday of mine never is lame... 

- Know that hate I February... 

- No park themed memory... 

- By the snow... 

- Storm does glow... 

- Remember movie "Carnival of Souls"? 

- Voice us do calls... 

- Gloves that us cast... 

- Not by the past..

- Viewing John Willie's Bizarre magazine... 

- Like a religious motion scene..

- Entering within our pace... 

- There's our endless embrace... 

- Sandman me does awake... 

- Eyes form more than one shape... 

- Destiny makes us become... 

- Desire's free zone... 

- Despair's luxurious phone... 

- Death only wants to be left alone... 

- Destruction as a border home... 

- Delirium's ice-cream's cone... 

- Think I not again... 

- Memories aren't lame... 

- Lisbon streets us gaze... 

- There's our majestical pace... 

- Do know... 

- Writing, editing and performing for a show... 

- Time does flow... 

- In between... 

- Poetry's clean... 

- Emily Dickinson does me greet... 

- Yeats as trick or treat...

- Entering into Lautreamont's Maldoror chants... 

- Beauty inside our room's plants... 

- Ocean us do treat... 

- To you always sweet... 

- Scared of "The Exorcist"...

- Constantine inside a season of mist... 

- Do know and do care.. 

- Loving you everywhere... 

- There's that hidden track... 

- When we together go back... 

- Deep into thee... 

- Falling inside me... 

- Bunnies for free... 

- Walking not near the bush... 

- Don't feel no rush... 

- Let's be each other's eternal crush.... 

- Painting without no brush... 

- Always being thy wild child... 

- In the charms of thy smile... 

- They should... 

- Flowers mood... 

- Legs me move... 

- Definitely food... 

- Sugar me kind... 

- There's my heart... 

- Not my mind....

- Again must we start...




 




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