the essence of your love permeates my soul
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
There’s no need to take cover the morning light cast no shadows on love
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled