As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Love never written compose each line lost in feelings
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
I hunger In lust pleading with love to forgive
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
True Love These awful days of loneliness holds my wayward feelings
She stares at the reflection from the bottom of the glass and sees
True feelings are spoken in the bed of touch as desire
