Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
the essence of your love permeates my soul
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
There’s no need to take cover the morning light cast no shadows on love
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
