Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
The weeping souls of eternity can be heard bellowing
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
There’s no need to take cover the morning light cast no shadows on love
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Within truth is seldom told from the
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation