When your Spiritual speak

Lets give winter a new fall

As we wet the bed with joy

For every touch that`s instrumental

Our touches are to Rated R  for a movie

 As we told tell time you belong to me

My heart told our feeling to play the guitar

For this war here 

The battle lost the fight to your Heart

When Love cries I`m everything 

That show  the beauty of your pleasure

Because the sweetest thing to love 

Is just praying for you 

By Fredrick Lee Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off 

Worshiper