Mommy use to tell me
she warned me from the very start...

Let the warmth of my blood
embrace and cool you...

The stones that cover
gracious patches...

She will be forever
lost within his eyes...

He touches her cheek bones
with his tender fingertips...

A fire relinquishes,
a dead babys screams...

This feeling of your lips,
as they touch mine...

One touch could start thy fireworks,
and I'd watch them in the sky...

You said you didn't love me
yet, that was just a lie...

I like it when you tickle me,
your touch is so tender...

Blessing not what we undo,
and so I sit...

Shall we set eyes on the storm clouds, shall we...
We shall set eyes on the here after...