The Seventh Heaven

On The Thirteen Floor

I Hear You Knock

Upon My Door

My Attitudes Are Platitudes

I Surrender To Your Love

Surrounded By Your Smell

A Snapshot Like Twisted Veins

No More Thoughts To Tell

Devotion Up To Its Gains

Delicious Smooth Warm Sin

Fingerprints On Your Soft Skin

In Deep Devotion

I End In Tears

Like A Setting Lotion

For All My Fears