The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Wanting you from afar with rhymes of passion I dare not speak my feelings
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless
The passing star fades into the night and so does these notions
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
