You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
Metal detectors and locked rooms political correctness ruining our schools zero tolerance for crayon guns higher learning dumbing our young
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
She stares at the reflection from the bottom of the glass and sees
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
Empty Kiss Unfilled dreams holds the whims of love
Wanting you from afar with rhymes of passion I dare not speak my feelings
True Love These awful days of loneliness holds my wayward feelings
Within truth is seldom told from the
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart