She

Her voice is Her voice is disaster, painful and final.
Her voice is wilderness, savage and pure.
Her voice is Her voice is damnation, unyielding and certain.
Her voice is Her voice is insanity, piercing and false.
Her lips is temptation
Her eyes is doom
Her anger is hell
Her body is lust
Her thoughts are unpure

she is what i hate
she is what i despise
Yet i long for her embrace
for she will never be mine
to have
Yet all this i still love her

let love begin

Take my hand and lead the way;
tell me all you want to say.
Whisper softly in my ear,
all those things I want to hear.
Kiss my lips and touch my skin;
bring out passions deep within.
Pull me close and hold me near;
take away my pain and fear.
In the darkness of the night,
be my beacon, shine your light.
In the brightness of the sun,
show me that you are the one.
Give me wings so I can fly;
for I can soar when you're nearby.
Enter my heart, break down the wall,
it's time for me to watch it fall.
I've been a prisoner, can't you see?
Break my chains and set me free.
Strip me of my armor tight;
you'll find I won't put up a fight.
Release my soul held deep within . . .
I'm ready now, let love begin.