Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are

yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the

The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back

She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

Mortality had whispered to my love feelings of life forever gone

Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns

Within truth is seldom told from the

We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe

So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger

I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings

Smoldering Love **** Love’s ashes char the heart

*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains