Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees

Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love

painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers

Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless

Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries

In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost

We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe

Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart

Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are

the essence of your beauty permeates my soul

How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing

at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams

Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet