You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
Grasping your portrait in my sleep I love you madly
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
*** Remains of love in memories past a rainbow of black in shadows cast
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
the pale light foresee lost passion in the glimmer of emotions
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Darkness reflects the pale light truth conveys a book of lies so willingly
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
