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“Is it so hard to love me?” I ask myself as she gets dressed and leaves me with that half content look upon her face. Damn that look. what does it mean? Just before she slips on the first heel, I say with a exhausted voice. “Stay with me, My Muse!” She looks at me again with those eyes. those half satisfied eyes. what does she really want from me? why does she keep doing this to me?! I’m going to go mad !! “there is no hurry, Stay with me” now she fla...

She stared into my eyes with a soft glare. she asked me "Why do i care for you so much?" i said "it's not a sin to love and care." You like the feeling of my touch. your skin is a warm banket that wraps itself around me. Your almond shaped eyes that looked scared seek my warmth. your heart jumps at the thought of my next move. your breath escapes you when i kiss your lips. she asks "do you feel the same?" i answer of couse my sweet maybe even more. you can't possibly know how you plague my e...

Welcome to the city of montreal. Where Clubs are packed from monday to sunday. Where shades of gray in life are really made. and french people don't know french language. Welcome to my lovely little town. Where its ok to have some lounging days. Where from my window i see something strange. four seasons passing all in one short day. In what seems like summer, festivals start. People come to seek montreal's culture. I will keep montreal inside my heart With the taste of its culinary Arts. Than...

"Is it so hard to love me?" i ask myself as she gets dressed and leaves me with that half content look upon her face. Damn that look. what does it mean? Just before she slips on the first heel, i burst. "Stay with me, My Muse!" She looks at me again with those eyes. those half satisfied eyes. what does she really want from me? why does she keep doing this to me?! I'm going to go mad !! "there is no hurry, Stay with me" now she flashes me a small smile. what the hell does THAT mean. i rush fro...

Muse.... Did you see her? Her graces could give an entire army courage Its for her that i write everyday. If only i could capture her in my written love. In a lonely night she will come to me. Her light kiss upon my lips sends me into a dream . Her carress on my skin turns my blood to fire. To see her is a blessing to one's eyes. In this moment that is warmer than a summer night, She leaves me to wonder in my lust. One day, my muse, i'll capture you......