Dark Figure *** Tears falling as I sleep falling so strange
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Blind *** Your posture conceals the dark desire
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
