*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
Within truth is seldom told from the
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
*** A tainted kiss stirs the essence of lust
I hear an angel in poetic dreams songs of love from the heart she sings
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
In Dreams *** Let me sleep a little longer
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
