NAPATSORN TREESAP

My days have passed me by
With all of the crashing minds
With all of the ropes and all the sigh 
Pictures in frame I even can’t picturing
Stays the same like all of the feathers in the wind
Footsteps and broken bones I can’t even see 
Then you came, I celebrated it with the fine wine
Baby, what’s on your mind and behind those smiles? 
Release me from all the saddest lines
Tonight I’m gonna write and worship my perfect guy 
My religion I can’t deny 
My moon is rising in a realm of classic story
You don’t know him but he’s my Peter Kavinsky
He’s the knight that appears in my daydream
Layering in my vein with all the words “mine”
April prose—
April rose 
                       April poetry
Shall I write you my ballad to sing or even sonnet to praise?
That would be great ‘cause your my faith
      My destiny 
            My melody
                     I’m your bride
                            You are mine
I’m dancing in your cloud nine 
Like Venus exists in the ages of my rhyme
Giggling then sigh in the back of my mind
Hello from the sin of me and my holy spirit 
Pretty brown eyes, you are my dangerous dream
I will catch you in the night wings in the heaven
I will gladly go to the war and a psychiatric, believe me
I’m madly in love with you, 
I’m deadly to touch you
I’m gladly fall for you
I’m dying to be in your arms
And now I’m at the back of the your mind
Dancing with all the love steps of mine
Kissing you til the end of time
Just stay with me and hold me tight
Pretty brown eyes,
I love you 🙂

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