The night is near the sky is deep blue,
I love the night
His eyes are bright blue. They seduce me ilke a Deamons lure. If he even breaths my name I hear true bondage and real chains sharp knifes are for play, he is hells teacher and heavens creature he is of no one faith I am on my bended knees I'll receive him. He controls the world, he lives, his love is and has become terrifyingly real. True . Loves embrace. He holds me shares and bares his soul with me. Acceps...