About Me

An Escapist close to the world.

Friday, 27 January 2012

You would drink it.



Because I want the desperate in love with me.
I want the ego-less. Not the pride less.
I want the hopeless lover mourning for my soul.
You need my soul.
And I want you. Between your lips. Beneath your eyes.
I'd taste devil's tears, drink from his soul But I would never give up you.
This is all we both need to know...

1 comment:

Menna Tarek said...

this is so beautiful. I never thought about the kind of love that I want until i read this.
Thank you :)