If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up

at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love

Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit

Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs

I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning

Burning cries of torment from the forsaken

Love never written compose each line lost in feelings

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

Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty

Smoldering Love **** Love’s ashes char the heart

How do you forgive betrayal when only a fool