In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that
Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me
Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
Within truth is seldom told from the
at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love