Stagnant love that quenches my thirst before hair turns grey.
In death and earth, heart and soul will compete in confession of love,
We are united by dove that wears blanket of love.
The heart is shoving me to you.
Purple hearts with daisies freeze my frown into smile.
History is written through tries and cries that say
“Hey” when we hear naysay
Elegance soul is out of captivity, all is relativity of word
Called love inside my file, of lifetime