Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
the essence of your beauty permeates my soul
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Darkness reflects the pale light truth conveys a book of lies so willingly
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
Smoldering Love **** Love’s ashes char the heart
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
