Wind-Torn OKeefian HoRiZonS

When The Sea Set its' Lowest Tide, it had Jupiter

In Mind.

A Venician FireTrap Took FootHold In

The Making...

It Was Some Sort of Set-Up DeBauchEry..

A soft Spoken Hollowed-Out SheLLFound Faith in a Demin.....

It Was HeartBrake, it Was a Pure Out Strait Up

Suicide....

Eric Came Along Serenading

the Lily-Pad..

He said we were of the Same Mold.

He Taught Me How to Waltz,

No Handszzz Style.

With Him I See A Matriarchal MatriMoney.........

The King Tryex-Rex Must Change for

I am UnMoved.

A Technical Overly Morphing Teacher

that went Against his Written word

and Foreighn Standards.

Mr. Joseph Limone owes Me Virtue, Dignity

and Self-Rspect......

Not Just 4 Me, but also 4 himself ishe

InDebted....

Our Debut is not of Standard, but it Gave me

Bakkk My Wholesome entirety...

We Werein it 4 the Wrong Reasons..

I Pursue Love, he  Pursues Manipulstion....

Manipulation, and Played-Out Intoxication.

I drink from the sea og Honey Cocunut-Milk and Lavendar

Glass.

He drinks for a quick falsified fill.

I wash my hands with his disloyalty

and his EMOTIONal Abuse and Falsified

Trailered Tailored TricKery.

I Await My SeaHorse, which is Most

Certainly an EriK of Course.

My Heart Awaits my Virtuous Knight...........

an Archangelidh sort of MichaelAngelo-anthony-SubLime

                    LIMOAGNNNE

                                 LiMone

                                     An A. Joseph Eric-BradLey

 LIMONE

JOHN Jay amthony-Matthee, Paul Luke Limone