Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning
at the end of the rainbow make-believe was real and dreams
How can I keep loving when the wounds still bleeds sharing
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Savage Love **** Your deviant lips are bittersweet the taste
Feeling of touch are complete with pillow talk and kisses sweet sighs
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
I confess my love for all to see I ask for your hand
In my head a silent angel sleeps as I listening to the essence
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs