Snake I know what it's like to be that boy....deep.
Constallations Of Mankind
Classical Music(It set my mind for this poem)
Love is printed in the stars is it not?
The same plot as Romeo and Juliet,
There stars were written to only end in tragic love,
But is it not better to have love than to not have loved at all?
We ask these questions to our inner self,
And sometimes share this with others,
But those you truely love you keep hidden,
In fear of being the victim of pain,
Isn't love it's on pain on the heart,
Cupid's arrow has it's way of striking,
The time you first wore your
BIRTHDAY SUIT
Seems to decide your fate in those days...
We only consider stars beautiful,
Like Flowers that never wilt,
We often wish for a falling star to appear,
So we can have our chance to wish...
Wish for our inner desires,
Oh how we admire a companion,
To watch this wish asked for,and later recieved..
I have to go to sleep my eyes are burning