There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
Wanting you from afar with rhymes of passion I dare not speak my feelings
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
I hear an angel in poetic dreams songs of love from the heart she sings
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
Love never written compose each line lost in feelings
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
