darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
Your elegance stirs the spirit of desire as your beauty
I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love
Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh
Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
As you sleep in the twilight of dreams I kiss you without end
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees