Jarofelle Nalliva

Daily Danjaruz Deliberation:
I'm an artist, and I'm sensitive about my shit

Danjaruz Villanelle:
Jarofelle Nalliva

On vulnerable hearts, tortured souls do prey
The weak move to fight, determined not to break
Emotions have a tendency of getting in the way

Beginning the journey, intertwined, glistening bodies do lay
Fear in their eyes, emotions for each other they cannot fake
On vulnerable hearts, tortured souls do prey

Headed in opposite directions, they beg each other to stay
Fearing separation, but togetherness being what neither can take
Emotions have a tendency of getting in the way

He seeks Her, the epitome of Woman, yet She may
Slip through his fingers; claim he does not allow her to stake
On vulnerable hearts, tortured souls do prey

Making his way through life’s clutter, he struggles day-to-day
Repeatedly losing everything, no sense of it can he make
Emotions have a tendency of getting in the way

For sweet salvation, mourners cry out and pray
Love has died; Misery smiles, seated at the Wake
On vulnerable hearts, tortured souls do prey
Emotions have a tendency of getting in the way