“If you are still alive in my memories why can’t I touch you Why can’t I make love to you? I crave for the nights where the only language we knew was each other We were lovers, the saint and… — Yarro Rai Copy Share Image
“Yes, You are my hamartia And my muse I don’t have any ex; I am a lover of one The tragic picture of our… — Yarro Rai Copy Share Image
“If you are still alive in my memories why can’t I touch you Why can’t I make love to you? I crave for the… — Yarro Rai Copy Share Image
“Here we are fighting with philosophy We all want to be unloved, betrayed; secretly Because men love tragedy there is no sense of danger… — Yarro Rai Copy Share Image
