Happiness There is a grand totalHappiness by ~Masalove
Of two hearts
On this corner
One will bend
One will bleed
Neither heed my words
Taken as given
With gratitude broken
Neither look up
For fear of being spoken down to
And all they've ever wanted was to open
Blossom as beds in the night time breeze
With sheets that hang from heavy streets
One will bend
One will bleed
We've Got Doctorates The slender of Europe contained in an instantWe've Got Doctorates by ~Masalove
Powders your bitter heart
Determined but shrinking away
Enunciating the simplest of terms
The bottle of boredom or blue as its called now
Between us a city of choirs
Starless skies
Not a cloud in my eye
Less than three
Every thousand years for me
The broken come flying in swarms
Cloned and sewn and keeping my bed warm
You're just a block across
In the building where I used to go
Where the entirety of the Earth's population
Sleeps in one bed
Entirely alone
Nine Thousand References Is all good, is all well,Nine Thousand References by ~Masalove
In the dreams of a bubble eyed overly short girl?
There's too much to miss
In the morning, here
And amazing scenery
Slips through the radio
Drips down the hallway
And I don't know where you go
When it gets dark
But twist away, twist away,
Wring images from the scar
Weeping and sleeping
Through the sounds of cars
Weeping and holding
A bottle of blue
I was so dull before I met you
She II In perfect proportionShe II by ~Masalove
Stands on the concrete, watches the streets
And all the lights,
And thinks of only me
In perfect inhalings
Of uncanny warmth on soft, dusted cheeks
Out of all the sights here tonight to see
She chose me
In perfect submission
She lays on her back, and I do not chase
For I am afraid of smearing my lips
On her pink and white lace
Though I know
She belongs to me
In perfect yearning,
She waits, she watches, and little knowing
Of the little I'm showing
She sees what I pick out
And none of me
Unhappy 
| Now that my moods are not what they used to be There has been no one alive laying next to me For such a long time [link] |
Sta.sh
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I am but a mirror to the world surrounding me - my colours, shades and shape depend on what I reflect; I don't need to try to fit in as a part of the world, for the world is just a little part of me
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Creating a Space ships, Worlds, galaxies and Wars.
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Inside a pretty wheel of June.
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Inside a pretty wheel of June.
I'm very happy that you like my art^^
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Inside a pretty wheel of June.
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hasta la victoria siempre.
~marikob-k