You **** The evening light traces the silhouette
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
Within truth is seldom told from the
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
Sways of love in body sweat skin so soft warm and wet pulling me deeper
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
Our vows were never broken nor the memories
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Lost pages of love torn and tattered empty lines I’ve read
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
