The wells of passion are beyond extraordinary
Then there is a impenetrable wall
The exuberance all drowned in fears
The doubt consumes all mind and soul

Slowly

The many wishes are captured
Though not all can be satisfied
Can there be a chance that fear
Controls the little faltering thoughts in mind

Changing

The things in the form of maestro
Ones mind is far corrupt
Loneliness would not understand
Maybe rather just cause

Your

Thoughts are fragile and thus almost
As animalistic as you dig deeper in the depths
Of my soul, The feeling is breath taking
Almost to ****** to accept or consider, Bare in

Mind

That do not have to think like my infecting heart
Really it is your decision I am just a voice
Telling the story of pure sweetness
That is me

You're Choice Is My Desire