Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
Within truth is seldom told from the
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
She lost her innocence’s to the dark side of life in her room all alone
the essence of your love permeates my soul
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees