Each day goes by, each day i cry
yearning for his touch...
If I saw you as just an object of lust,
Would it be better then how I see you now...
To be in love
You have to trust...
The touch of your tender lips,the way yoou look in...
Your eyes rake me over to see if I pass the test...
Hands on my face
the cold covers my body, distinguishing me...
Faith in God
Going from giving up hope and barely making it...
Candy apple
Of cold nights...
Escape from my thoughts and from my reality
Escape to my heaven...
Seeing u comforts my soul n my eyes ..
U \'re like an angel sent from the upper skies...
Driven by the impatient curiosity of the lips
but led by the sly yet touching finger tips...
Roses Are Red,
Violets Are Blue...
I dream about yer hips pressed against mine.
yer fingers tracing my bodys curves...