make me moan,
make me groan,
make me scream,
consume me with passion of a dream.
As I wait in the shadows of love
I wait for the one sent from above.
Passion, lust, greed, desire,
seen as sin serves to kindle the fire.
Awaiting the one who will awaken my soul
destined to find he heart which will make me whole.
As I wait with heart in hand,
I watch the hourglass spill its sand.
Time truely is the greatest distance,
wroth with questions, kept with persistance.
in hte end when everything is complete,
from the tree of life i will eat.
