Frolicking in the shadows of desire don’t worry love
Is it the horsy ride that makes you giggle in dreams or the flying spoon open the hatch
The sands of time holds our memories of being they
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
*** Caressing your picture in my sleep I sigh of love
I only want you underneath the Christmas tree completely unwrapped
As I read my diary I reminisce of your kisses so sweet
Lost pages of love torn and tattered empty lines I’ve read
In Dreams *** Let me sleep a little longer
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
I hear an angel in poetic dreams sounds of love from the heart she sings
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
the tale of lost feelings that once held dreams holds none
