Brute Stupid I

Brute stupid I,

Hurts evermore feelings thy.

Meaning of love 

Don't know what?

Guess everybody nefarious

With single stinky eye;

Never try to ween

How sweet is my queen,

Loves me a lot;

Quite sexy full hot,

Silky hair blueish eye

Angry look affectionate tie.

Is it true?

Mind wants clue,

Yet heart says-

I crush her grace.

Entire deal entice gushing

Odoriferous wind claims pry.

Who is guilty

In this game?

Her sincerity alone,

Shakes this broken tone.

Fancy thoughts rising up

Deepest pond still dry;

Twisted body now

They watch seriously how,

Magnetic movement renaming fast;

Reminiscent question last 

Rest on reason dye,

Crisping matter why !