Reality of love

Александр Беляев 9
A lot of stars on heavens shine so brightly,
And perfect storm gives me amazing falling dreams,
I feel so nice because of stress has driving lightly,
My love is your strawberry flavor with vanilla creams.
You brought the passion in my life despite of parting,
Guessed my secret using lips and knock me down,
You opened a broken heart, but pulse is flirting,
Your galaxy of crying has restarted, dragged me down.
I want to be impressed right now by burning feelings,
And try to change all stupid cunning rhythms,
Create a new world without poison bleedings,
Forget your kiss for slowing down the streams…