If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up

Searching for feelings I cannot explain what happens to love when the flame turns dark

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

Grasping my pillow in my sleep a dark voice from within whispers to me

I hear whispers from my soul the lament of love

The passing star fades into the night and so does the notion

Lost pages of love torn and tattered empty lines I’ve read

we waltz in visions under the stars and share

Feelings concealed behind a disguise falling from love those sweet

I feel your magic in dreams and see stardust

Within truth is seldom told from the

The sands of time holds our memories of being they

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

Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart