Silken roses fall down from the heavens,
And float gently on the breeze...
While whispering winds so gently counsel me-
"Just close your eyes and breathe".
Tenderness sends shivers,
Up and down my velvet skin...
And Love keeps calling out to me-
But Iím afraid to love again...
My defenses fall too, as a petal falls from my lips
Stained with wine and words unspoken,
Down to your beautiful, crimson lips,
and the angels softly whisper, "Let your heart be broken."