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

Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

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

*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love

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

my soul has abandoned my body in this dark mase of ungodliness

Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless

Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever

Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs

Within truth is seldom told from the

Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns

the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender

I hunger In desire pleading with love to forgive