Boody Valentine
A crimson touch, a scarlet kiss, Love wrapped in shadows, edged in bliss. Your heart is fire, your lips a curse, A love so deep, for better or worse. We dance in fate, entwined in time, A bittersweet, bloody valentine.
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Boody Valentine
A crimson touch, a scarlet kiss, Love wrapped in shadows, edged in bliss. Your heart is fire, your lips a curse, A love so deep, for better or worse. We dance in fate, entwined in time, A bittersweet, bloody valentine.
Trap for you
A step too close, the whispers start, A tangled web, a beating heart. You knew the risk, yet played the game, Now you're lost inside my flame. No way out, no breaking free— This trap was made for you and me.
“It’s better to have nobody than someone who is half there, or who doesn’t want to be there.”
— Unknown
Every heartbeat sings a love song, and in your rhythm, I find my melody.
Darkness speaks in echoes of regret.
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Reflections of a Distant Light I reach across the silver stream, to touch a star—not what it seems. It shimmers soft, it glows so near, yet slips away when I draw near. The water ripples, soft and wide, a whisper left where dreams collide. The light remains, but never mine, a silent ache, a love divine. Some beauty lives where hands can't hold, a fleeting warmth, a story told. Yet still I reach, yet still I dream, though stars may fade within the stream.