27 Days of May

The conversations of unrequited love are one sided
The life of reaching beyond the grasp of what will never be

Goddesses and cheerleaders
The handful of muses that bring crumbled poetry at their feet
The perfect tits, curvy hips, and sensual lips of anguish

The ones who never admire their own lawn
The ones that ignore perfect summer romance
The ones who stare off in the distance looking for perfection in humanity

Stories that enchant the pure of heart
Stories filled with idealistic versions of a wild fictional romance
Stories of the true love that became just another angel in the dream mist of life

Deepest love
Deepest secrets

Best friends and lovers all the same
Raise a glass and toast
The lonely believer in unrequited love



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