Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
She stares at the reflection from the bottom of the glass and sees
Within truth is seldom told from the
Nothing to touch nothing to caress only a void
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
if I tie my feelings to your dreams would you share them
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
*** Eyes of angels fall on me feelings of despair and hopeless pleas
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
Blind *** Your pose conceals the dark desire