Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
A white lie fades into black the story of love and happiness
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
Love never written compose each line lost in feelings
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the
Empty Kiss Unfilled dreams holds the whims of love
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart