The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the
Dancing alone with a love that came and went holding on to nothing endless
Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
Never My Love With her dying breath she whispered my tomorrow
So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
