The craziness of life with whom we live.

By Arvin aka CandyBoy

Is it by choice? Is it by force? Or is it by fate?

No one person knows the answer for all.

The answer is held within each individual soul.

Burning desires for Love and lust.

Considered a deadly sin,

But sometimes felt so right.

Complications, Actions, Reactions,

Caused by the Love that I have.

Which rains upon your Halo every day.

But is an umbrella being used?

Sometimes.

Close up that umbrella,

And feel the warm heavenly tenderness that begs for you.

Each tiny kiss feels like soaring among a hundred clouds.

Each heartfelt touch,

Makes the worst of pains and sorrows disappear.

I need that kiss,

I need that touch.

My attachment is unexplainable,

My Love is undeniable,

And your Angelic presence is supernatural.

I bless the hands of your creation.

Never before did I know what it was like to feend for Love.

Never before did I feel Love.

Nor challenged by Love.

You as my sweet mentor have taught me so much.

The value of the Love,

The value of the knowledge received from you is absolutely priceless.

Always and forever will stay priceless.

The memories I gained will never slip away.

For I will be far too lonely without them.

As I lay awake thinking of my Angel,

Yes, my Angel.

My Love grows stronger and stronger,

Higher and higher

Like a blazing fire on a hot dry day.

How can I control this?

Do I want to control this? No

Your gorgeous image

And beautiful smile,

Magnetize my mind to you.

To hear your voice calling my name,

Is like a chorus of harps playing in the heavens.

What songs do they play?

Only the ones that we request.

The known bond between us cannot be cut away.

For the rope is too strong,

And the knot too tight,

So that a fragile thing will be protected.

My life will be given for this protection.

I carry no motive.

I carry no hopes.

Each and every day I cross my river of broken dreams.

In the search for an answer.

But to my surprise,

The answer is not there.

It was a joy to find out my answer lies within you.

To let go of a classical work of art like you would be a crime.

I am not a man to commit such a crimes.

I Love You

I Love You

I Love You