1. New chapter
Somewhere in there thorough those hazel brown eyes, there's remembrance of the time that we spent,
Of when we soared amongst clouds in our life of no rows, before our memories became badly bent,
Past those semi pink lips that now speak of the worst are words of our beauty and love,
'You are mine till my end' 'I shall never offend' 'we were matched by the heavens above',
Through you're ink tattoo'd chest that the people see as combination of hatred and art,
I see through the flesh as though sheer and thin mesh to see a warm and still beating heart.