The promises made in the hope of a kiss,Fade as away like a shadow in darkness. With missedopportunities lost amongst guarded discourse.Should I open a channelwith love at its source? But how would I shepheardmy feelings towardsanother lone strangerwithout any words?As promises hide themselvesdeep in the dark.There’s no kiss, there’s no feelings no love and…
The promises made
in the hope of a kiss,
Fade as away like a shadow
in darkness. With missed
opportunities lost
amongst guarded discourse.
Should I open a channel
with love at its source?
But how would I shepheard
my feelings towards
another lone stranger
without any words?
As promises hide themselves
deep in the dark.
There’s no kiss, there’s no feelings
no love and no spark.
Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.
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