In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence

Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit

The times we’ve swayed as one I’ve cherished every moment

Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me

Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty

In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit

Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart

yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the

No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning

parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears

Wanting you from afar with rhymes of passion I dare not speak my feelings