

FALLING SKIRTS Principles, priorities and philosophy traded for a tender touch, Purity lost with every button undone, Hands on hands, she is pinned to the
A BLAZE FOR CHANGE I’m called into a terror in my dreamsThe deterent of addiction has calledMe into actionThe fear of proposition has led me
sometimes there’s happiness in being alone
THE BROWN ENVELOPE TENETS A versatile carrier It contains your fate It is part of our life It can be detrimental or Monumental to you
I’ve lost the freshness of cogitations I’m reduced in strength And I can’t take on this feeling My face is withered with a washy affection
It was so tough so good for a lifetime lesson She told me that she wasn’t into it That we could only be friends Because
In my uniquest compelling love A love concentration That was incomparable She exhibited romance In her deeds, feeds, sees and speeds Above all, she well