Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
Lost pages of love torn and tattered empty lines I’ve read
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
Darkness reflects the pale light truth conveys a book of lies so willingly
Our vows were never broken nor the memories
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
She stares at the reflection from the bottom of the glass and sees
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
