*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me

In Grace Your beauty awakens me stirring my spirit

If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up

Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something

We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

You **** The evening light traces the silhouette

Within truth is seldom told from the

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

In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence

when I hear her yell I know it’s that time again when she says jump

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

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

A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness