I’ve yet to understand the complexities of you.
So misunderstood.. your veil so up close to your face. I can choose to understand? you with the complexities that come about you like a stool hidden underground beneath me recklessly so gregariously. I think about you.
So deeply. Mystery. speak about me so carelessly.
I want you beneath me.. astoundingly.. something i cannot let depict me. It’s not beyond me.. it is outside me. How dare you? Even let lie? A depiction of me so outside of me that is yet to define me.
Who are you? that i might say.. What I should say? The questionable minute that turned into the hour that we will find one another closely kissing beside me.
I do not care what might become..
I will care when i see you in the yet .. mysterious lie/life. that will become an upcoming juggle of a FUTURE depicted lie/life.
…en el ultimo rituo me gustaria encontrarte a ti una definicion tan extensiva que ni el universo podra entender lo poderoso de tu ser tan incomprensible. .. tan indu tible…