The Thrown

Insanity is my home
Smiling madly under the thrown
Fatal facts begin to roam
As Lighting struck the seas foam
A widows morning
Caused Tacticle warning
Now lovers are leaving
Eyes stare, left creeping
Crooning pleas of saving
Temptations start to feed the craving
Sinking too deep into sanguine
thoughts
Tounge sliding into bewildered knots
What are you looking for?
Can I give you something more?
Will it be just like before?

Reviews

[Babe Roxx]

Love it...insanely whimsical. :)

[Kimberly Wolke]

Thanks so much ✌

[Babe Roxx]

You are very welcome, Kimberly.

[A.J.]

beautiful. short and to the point yet cleverly worded.

[Kimberly Wolke]

Thanks so much man✌&❤

[A.J.]

any time. :)