Dancing tongue

No time to your none sense pitches
who thought you to lust ...on love..?

While butterflies looks
beautiful on any given day

Should l  climb the beauty of love on top
To understand your heart 
 
like a dead end of an evening wish upon a star
you will never have

you gasp in hate...even on a moon light night

Choke  hold to  your words...in wondering 
 reasons for the self denied

change of clothes 
removal of stains.....let love be no 
nonsense pitches