My Lover is a Ghost and ervery time i caress him he's fading to black he'turning away from me
My lover is a Dope and when i was relased from convent scool in june i began to feel This hurts inside I felt that could reach on higher ground to be starving in heaven or fade into hell
My Fantasies and Nightmares of my Lover in a Shell
When my Ghost makes love to me it must be done in Luxury
One Day my little table levitated at a time when this seance was taking place I got this trick from underneath my mind and we still believe in it after all we heard th sh** I'm still in the Need of him I'm still needing him