The sands of time holds our memories of being they

No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette

Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart

when I hear her rebel yell she’ll say jump and I jump like hell

The patrons were waiting for their wings of heaven doves as the bar room

How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing

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

Our vows were never broken nor the memories

Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble

As you sleep in the twilight of dreams I kiss you without end

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze