monsters sleep inside your head

"what can I get you?" the bartender asks. And the boy sits at the counter, wipes away his bloody nose, and lays an ID on the counter.
"Vodka, and lots of it," and the boy slides a debit card after it.
The bartender looks at the ID, trying to identify if it's fake. This boy is too young. To small, too scrawny, too, boyish, to be really 20 like his ID says. Nope, not fake. As far as the bartender can see. And she swipes his card and fills him a shot glass of Vodka.
"What are آپ here for?" The bartender puts her hands on the counter letting her blonde hair spill over her shoulders.
"I don't know...

This poetry is the art work of my character,Alik, in Fierce & Love. For a forbidden love,known as a Love Dream.
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LOVE DREAM

Sometimes love is a dream.
A hope.
A crime.
Love is a crimsoning dream.

We thirst for the sweet drink,
the sweet drink of love.
The longing sweet juice.
The sweet taste of the warming love

A hug.
A kiss.
And even a lot more,
Just makes me go crazy for you,
Jessica,
you have the most beautifying face I've ever seen,
I love آپ مزید then what آپ think,
just come a little closer,
a love dream,
Can't...

Millions of Miles Apart

    From the moment your born somewhere out there آپ have a true love. At less that’s what they say? They say there’s one person who has the same دل strings as آپ and they complete you. And there’s nothing that can keep آپ apart from one another...But what if my one true love isn’t here? I mean what if I never find him یا her if that’s the case which I hope it’s not. I don’t know what to say but I’m different from the rest...What if there’s no one out there for me?
    My name is Sunflower I was born on the...