(2014)
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
The times we’ve swayed as one I’ve cherished every moment
The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
the essence of your love permeates my soul
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
Within truth is seldom told from the
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
