Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
In Grace Your beauty awakens me stirring my spirit
The essence of feelings permeates my soul I am one
*** A tainted kiss stirs the essence of lust
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
Smoldering Love **** Love’s ashes char the heart
Devotion of love from a hurting heart and the warm breeze
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
