Love is Religious,
Sex is the Offering...

We fitted perfectly -hand and glove
Would die to see u and was dying just seeing u...

I take my mind back when i saw you,
I tear my thoughts away from the last time i had...

Wish i was those twin pillows tonight,
You would have your pretty head against my chest...

We shed clothes that draw boundary,
Four bare hands on bare skin...

A foolish man that i am had Everything,
Only dreamers think of and believers pray for...

Miles and miles away,
More than a thousand distances away...

I know volumes before any is spoken,
Telepathic words...

Sweet sunshine,
Wake my head in the morn...

Let us bury our ostrich heads in the dirty sands,
Pretend we do not see and we still hear...

In your trials and tribulations,
When in fear and in trepidations...

Infant day is born as the sun rises,
Up and up wards reaching out...