I want to be the one you turn to.
I want to be the one you trust...
By the still waters,
where i and my beloved find our tranquility...
You hurt me with your passion,
no more do I speak of attention...
Touch my hand & kiss my lips
Hold me close, embrace me tight...
Wintry whispers
Caress bare shoulders...
Out in the dark of the night seated,
birds chirping seranading the peaceful night...
In this wilderness of dreams
i found love but unlove by she...
We wandered,far off Hulkwood
With desire burning deep down our spine...
Like a tight-rope performer
I walk this line...
Dew-ladened grass is my mattress tonight
As I gaze in awe at shimmering stars...
If I, was not
Like me...
My eyes are red..
from all this crying...