Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
In Dreams *** Let me sleep a little longer
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
a lost soul staring in the dark waiting for the second coming
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
Metal detectors and locked rooms political correctness ruining our schools zero tolerance for crayon guns higher learning dumbing our young
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence