There is no hope for passions unreleased

When a heart is distant and wakes for love

The nights are cold and the owls are mourning

For cravings locked inside unsatisfied

To reminisce: A step closer to hell

And pain a punishment seems forever

It is an endeavor heaven to reach

To feel one’s kisses in an August night

Oh where does my sweet lover hide her lips?

For it has left the door opened for months

Though it will never leave my heart in vain

Thirst for her touch seduce me in darkness

If I could ever kiss those lips again

That will be the day the sun never sets

-Jim Rey B.

I gotta finish my school projects first. Hopefully, later I could write something worth your time. :)