
Fierce storm of passion, Overwhelms her lovesick heart. Being lonely stings!

Fierce storm of passion, Overwhelms her lovesick heart. Being lonely stings!

No sugar, no spice, Could ever heal her bitter heart. Tasteless survival!

Fake appearances, Pompous personalities, Today's "shallow souls!"

Breaking doors, looting riches; they were the infamous "partners" in crime, Notorious for evading arrests; many establishments did they burglarize, For 10 years they snaked perspicaciously; their heists were the talk of the town; Until one fine day, Judas was caught and the 2-person gang was brought down. People wondered, deputies speculated - how did the tables turn around? Did someone snitch or was it Matthew who two-timed!

Teasing my senses, He melts me like an ice pop, My man knows magic!

Slobbery kisses, Squishy jowls, endless tail wags, No love like dog's love!

Swirling and twirling to the rhythm of your savage rapture, Painstakingly "dancing" my heart out, I attempt to sway this distress away. Loving you is like an eternal psychedelic experience, Forever in your afterglow I parch!

"Hurry up Gretel! You know we aren't supposed to be outside!" muttered fearful Hansel; alarmed by his sister's sudden recklessness. Realizing that all his previous warnings were too sloppy in front of the evident danger that lied ahead, he once again exclaimed; this time with painful tears in his eyes, "I'm telling you, this won't end good sissy.. She'll eat us alive..!" Oblivious to the obvious crisis, callously jumping off the water-side pebbles, Gretel playfully giggled and said, "Not this time Hans.. I'm sure, I've locked the oven lid tightly! The witch is gonna burn!"

No sorry could mend, The ache of a jilted heart. She was scarred for life!

Divorcing her pain, She painted a better life. Indeed a smart move!