Can you tenderly kiss the tips of each toe They have strolled in dwellings of longing for you And the sensational feelings your presence entreats The attentiveness propels me one step closer to your shrine of covet
In the comfort of my soles, a beautiful journey to ponder Awaiting the sweetest and benevolent possibilities The remembrance to bring my liaison into a state of desires and wishes led me to explore in my self-reasoning A lingerie store, a fruit stand, and a naughty adult novelty store, arrested my eyes
The lost necessity of a forgotten ache My deficiency finding me in suffrage at the midnight hour My body tolls for the completion of devoutness Phantom touches of lips adoring the hungry sensations of my skin
Dare I forbid unto the cloak of the sensations Defiance not to surrender to the enchantment The appetite of my weaken flesh given unto you as you please You touch me, who dares not hear my moans
My lips you kiss, dare I not speak behind the covertness of my sealed compliance Hands of anticipation languishing trailing the silhouette...
Head bent in Kabbalah Yet Buddha still ask the questions of why Lost in the sovereign of this earthís strife The bullets ring out Plague, diseases, owns the breath of life I look toward the hills asking God for relief Thy broken ten commitments Has separated us from thee One more day, cries heard in the final hours Lives among a chaotic midst flat-lining Money does not matter, unto the reaper your soul lacks buying power We are praying in the name of a Deity locked on our knees We stand in the hour of deliverance An imminent...
To bear the weight of the world upon my soft shoulders Heavily laden with, contention, strife † Singular footsteps in lifeís wayward journey † To deliver and receive unto the higher power of divinity † The assurance of my spiritual anointing † To lessen the burdens of time
His wants my needs Uncomprised defeat of words Disconcerted by my tender illicit deeds In the throne of madness Blind eyes closed in muted tones The warmth of a touch softening the sadness Embossing his forgotten signature upon the appeal of my fragile heart Love has been signed, sealed, and delivered A woman always wins the part