As you sleep in the twilight of dreams I kiss you without end
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
The passing star fades into the night and so does these notions
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
In Dreams *** Let me sleep a little longer
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
There’s no need to take cover the morning light cast no shadows on love
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
*** A tainted kiss stirs the essence of lust
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are