Sweetest Tabu

You like me, you love me  My happiness is yours  You could die for me.  From Jaipur to Nakuru Adventures, escapades, memories Oh they have no clue!  Truths that make us shy Now stark alternate realities So we each must live a lie.

Old Love

Hearts wail, Loins fail  ​Songs previously sonorous reduced to faint whispers Distance found root in the space between them  What was moist now needed lubrication  Passion whittled to the perfunctory...  Tongues tied, Love died