Sonnet IILet me even carry weights of the worldBestow anything I will, for your wholeYour company made my spirit unfurledIt'd be easy if twas one part you stoleBut alas not only my heart it wasIn my subconscious it is you I seeSo fragile I am, like a pricey vaseIn my subconscious my lover you'd beJust an illusion, it cannot be, right?My pulse goes fast and slow when you're aroundThe ways I wrote of you gives me a frightEnough, in your love I want to be drownedScared I am, for you may not feel the sameIf not, it's no one but I that I blame
UntitlesRestful, restful I need be.Another add on the the list of lovers, perhaps.Don't dare say such horrid words!Come breathe where I breathe, be fine I willRestful, restful I need be.In the town of such peaceful eldersand drug-taking adolescents,you are the most exciting
in these mid-summer days to say the least.Restful, restful I need be.J'ai besoin d'etre reposante.I need to be relaxed,around your slender arms is what my heart dreams.Restful, restful I need be.Let the trivial ways takeover.Accept it! Only if I must.Another add on to the list of lovers,don't dare say such horrid words.You are the most exciting in these mid-summer days.J'ai besoin d'etre detendu autour de votre bras.
douce-amereDone speaking in daily words I am.Say one sweet word,a bitter word perhaps.One sweet word that will createcolors into my desaturated temperament.A bitter word that will make me shed tears,care I do not.What will I have to do?Speak the language of romance?Parler la langue de la romance?Anything,anything I will do,just to hear you speak,see your words.One sweet, ora bitter word perhaps.Care I do not.