Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze