HEAVY LOAD!

I like this shot for my writing better than the one before, and Maybe I also need to change the title to the writing instead of "THE TENANT maybe THE STRANGER"


A stranger knocked at my door
he is hiding in the corner of my mind
Some secrets of my heart, he owns
He is comfortably waiting for me at night
In my trips to heaven, he is always there
Together we have tasted the elixir of the Gods
Hand with hand and muscles tight
Together we have danced under the moon at night
I have seen his eye, but never his smile
In my strangest dreams I can hear his sounds
How all this happen, I really don?t know
You can call me a sinner or call me criminal.
BY: ME=MB