ROMANTICISM_'IS IT REALLY INTOXICATION?' BY MAN OF LIT.

Ooooh , yeah, yees, 

today I see your betwiching beauty, 

that floods my entire mind daily,

your breast matches your love for me, 

so round and clear like the moon.

Darling, many a times I may say I love you, 

but let it be known to you 

that you have enslaved my heart, mind and soul, 

your love has enslaved me, 

I feel caged, 

who can rescue me from my love?

Is it jealousy? 

Or is it hatred? 

I quess not even that legendary lover from Paris, 

who uses the love portion from her old nanny, 

to lure the hearts of men.

Oh Darling!

I wish to sire a Darren with you, 

so cute to brighten and gladden our hearts with love.

Oh Sweetheart!

Please always take care of my young innocent heart,

it is yours already, please don't hurt. 

Is it that love was a seed in us?

Slowly growing like a young snake, 

that no one noticed it coming?

If your heart ever thinks of breaking, please remember my kisses to you, 

and be strong.

They were all great with power, 

and can surely bring life and a new hope.. 

Days may seem a great sea for us, 

but remember about light 

and how fast it goes, 

our love greater than light. 

Infact it can light up the whole city.

Pay no attention to little souls, 

the masked souls, 

they can lure an experienced driver 

and lose the target, 

lose the way.

Be focused, 

and make my song more better everyday.

MAN_OF_LIT.

The post persona praises all virtuous and beautiful women in the world at large. He wishes them the best companions and advises they sing this lyrical poem he has written for them.