I am Archfiend's Yellow RoseIn that jiff I unearthed the hope and the peace that were now my anchors that me will hold on to. His embrace is where I belong. I suppose he was raged at the hour when I and Mike first came here just liken I was but both of us can't help it. When eyes collide our anger reforms itself to something I yet cannot provide a suitable moniker. When his enfold slackened a bit at my waist and my orbs enthralled his, we can't acknowledge what took over us. We never had time to think straight,