She yearns for a sweet tomorrow
Arms full of yesterday's glitter
To pour on her swelling sorrow
away all that's bitter

Just a little sugar and spice
Forever, she pines for a slice
A taste as pleasant as heaven
One she doubt will ever return.

11.00pm(jan 25/2016)-12.00(jan 26/2016)

an attempt at rispetto though i read that rispetto is supposed to be love poem n this isn't....exactly fitting...but i guess even love can be defined, described and explored in so many ways and depths according to situations. love itself is a very general term with extremely wide range of meaning.

still, very much inspired by my fic characters...probly a sign i need to start writing fics again...:/