and everything, i knew we(you) were not.
...
my favorite season has come. autumn. fall.
he says, he would buy me another castle next year.
i say, there is a time to adjust and making new rules.

i am so happy to be.
i am determined to a fault.
...
i like loyal subjects. everyone does.
but in the very end it is not loyalty which goes first.
and it means nothing, coming unnatural as not-yours.

the only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk,
mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time,
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding
like spiders across the stars.

those, who would say they want all deep down of me.
that they won`t step off. no matter, come what may.)

i adore that.
it inspires me to the great deals.

thank you, love. you can burn.
but there will be always those, who are to be burnt.

no guilt and you know that.