just want your heartbeat, on top of mine.

why there are those,
who do not need a second to conspire?

why there are those,
where eternity won`t be enough to complete the same?

i can see both.
and no matter, how i hate to compare, i do.
it makes me wonder endlessly and dwell on.

words are meaningless.
how i could possibly explain, that no matter
how broken and messed my lover could be,
i would always take him instead of someone,
who try, try, try.. but would never be able to..

..comprehend?

leaving aside all the mind games, treasures and dignities.
i love those, who know how to sin properly. right through.
who can see me, through. no matter how distorted i am.

then, we lean on to the entwined.
...
this autumn my color (along with the flaw) is rouge.)
always, rouge.