Under The Veil

 Looks like the millenium we spent together, well, the decades we were"us" was a special plan of falling apart. If I'm to swear, I love you. All this is a planned coincidence. Things fall apart and can be glued together. only when the pieces are big enough. I swear it I love you But me and you are shattered. Some parts, scattered and lost We can't 'just' be glued together, but even so... My eyes imitate a dried up well And my heart an  over-flooded desert!

Come home Not where the flowers flourish , Not where you sleep every night. It is where your heart belongs The soul that calls you, Home is where love is. No time for denial, Just come home Come to me.         Aline ft (Kojo Boaful)

  Mr Pigeon My little bird Once a pigeon yet now a vulture. you fly higher while I crawl as a lonely snake. Hissing with a tear in happy remembrance, My once pigeon flips his wings, soars Feeding over a broken heart, Satisfaction! You sing but I remain docile For I have learnt to know my place. I'm entrapped to cherishing our memories fornever! (A stream of tears)

    Far back forever   You held me in the dark,  For I wouldn’t see your beastly back . The wonders of the hill made you bark, I wonder when I will get you back . I seem to have been waiting forever , I thought we would not be apart ever! I thought the days would be fewer , As you left me shivering with a fever . I thought I would die before you got here , Yet I’m about to, because you are here. You saw  big thighs and tiny waists there,  You no longer desire what you left here. I hold you in my arms ,my heart on the tip, I don’t know how long I will hold up. Sadly, I know not if  you will keep this up , So I can let my little heart sink in . There is a lot to blame you for ,  Fortunately for you, I can’t go that far .                             ~Aline Amike~ I

Obsession Obsession has blinded your eyes you can't see my cold heart I could never have helped to feel bad Just that that is not me any longer I satisfy my preys Yet to me , it is no accomplishment . A cacophony of deafening alarm bells, Reminding me of what a great deal I have lost. I could have opened up,  AT LEAST TO YOU. You are my favorite prey honey , Although, my wicked torches open for a prey . Is she not ?  "But she won't leave." My heart cries.                ~Aline Amike~