There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
Dark Figure *** Tears falling as I sleep falling so strange
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh
Lost pages of love torn and tattered empty lines I’ve read
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming
The patrons were waiting for their wings of heaven doves as the bar room
The times we’ve swayed as one I’ve cherished every moment
Wanting you from afar with rhymes of passion I dare not speak my feelings