Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
yearning with anticipation as my heart holds the
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
As you sleep in the twilight of dreams I kiss you without end
I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning
In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze
The falling ambers of love still smolder with hope that time
Do you dance to love songs do you dream as the music plays on So lonely
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion
*** Spasms lifts her body with eyes closed the Doctor explains
The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled
