Such cruelty in six am smooches on my shoulder,the alarm rings and I throw it down to hell with a fury,but you are ferocious,killing me with kisses and gentle whispers,because you love me,and I love to sleep late. This is a violation of my human rights.

I burn like a blazing star,the kind that cannot stay,but strays from nature’s path,putting on a show as I go on this last journey. It’s just one, two, too many steps,too many treads on the boards,but I’m overboard now,and this doesn’t mean death,but I will be born again. It’s over,but it’s just beginning.