Burning cries of torment from the forsaken

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

at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams

Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something

How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing

Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty

Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are

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

We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe

Blind *** Your posture conceals the dark desire

the essence of your love permeates my soul

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost

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