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
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
the essence of your love permeates my soul
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
Darkness reflects the pale light truth conveys a book of lies so willingly
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries