Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty

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

In Grace Your elegance awakens me stirring the spirit

Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste

Within truth is seldom told from the

Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh

The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back

Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something

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

Inspiration The praise of insight is mysteries that

none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees

Euphoria’s Love the needle pinprick possess me as I soar

So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger

No one cares as the rose peddle falls no one can see the silhouette

Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries