Blind *** Your pose conceals the dark desire
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Wanting you from afar with rhymes of passion I dare not speak my feelings
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Our vows were never broken nor the memories
the essence of your beauty permeates my soul
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
Searching for feelings I cannot explain what happens to love when the flame turns dark
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
I hear whispers from my soul the lament of love
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees