Forbidden to Forsake
If these four bedroom walls could play
a melody, it would be a lover's song.
Isolated to be a victim of love, for each
other, it became a passion all night long.
Wrapped in a sweet bliss, a sentimental
love, forbidden to forsake, is our endeavor.
It's only the eclipse of our hearts, to show
a pattern for love, a promise to keep forever.
She's a woman, an angel, a lover in disguise,
in the midnight hour, as we love each other.
An asset, where love is a burning need, the
flames of desire, aspire the need for one another.
Penned By:
Namon Sellers (c)2003
Hayti, Mo.
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