Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
The dance of dreams in harmony as hearts are woven
Euphoria’s Love the needle pinprick possess me as I soar
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are