Blind *** Your posture conceals the dark desire

the essence of your love permeates my soul

So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your

The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled

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

As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet

darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

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

In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence

Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste

at the end of the rainbow make-believe is real and true love

The passing star fades into the night and so does these notions

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