lone

The shepard of sheep drained to his knees sore from the cause. Lone the waltz strolled in n outta relations relentless walk. Disguised as a bad boy for fingertips to enjoy what's before eyes in scenes. Baffled beneath the texture leaking luv's emptiness as a fiend. Open n closed, shut with a door ajar. The underdog is too far gone to return without scars. Here nor there claims but for a little while to retain. Never to explain y the end rolls over like waves in the skies remains. The good one treated as raw as intentions have turned on the depths given prior to the pause. Gathering the smaller pieces to keep intact what's been installed. Mr luv'r, luv'r. Facin yet an other luv'r soon to uncover a conscious that'll last forever. Down goes the story of the never ending morning glory. Left jus past midnight listening in the dark to honesty pouring. Luv reached strays from tongues tasting names. Filed with a slit to remember the tuck that hides the memories fame. The lone wolf howls at the moon giving light to the proof. Not a one sits in the presence of use that's been wasted n buried in the hearts tomb.