Praying For Love

If healing was her word this room would be felt with her love Moment is a tide word hold heel what wraps for a kiss If brilliants out weights joy song sand ideas push pass limit what leave IQ Moment is a tide word hold heel what wraps for a kiss Hands of psalm curl to her neck what need for wine this scene is to sweet to miss Where her laughter take from pain turns and moves a course leaves one stun Uplift it to be uproot it sound that curl lips to ears is that stun matter fold Rose IF lips stick had it own ways does it stick to it own words how sweet does it wraps to berry and sure joy jump for fun Barry among leaves truth hold all character to pure sun and warm Holder like a candle count of every roses to paddles to found it'sway Back home I ask Moment is a tide word hold heel what wraps for a kiss.