Comments about Lilyann Monahan
Passion was my sheer delight, with One man who took a flight.
Somewhere that I do not know, and yet my juices still do flow.
I saw a glimpse of heaven above, blindly seeing, defining love.
This mans eyes clearly given, for me to drown in, with all forgiven.
When he said my name, a fire broke out, the embers burning in my womb, no doubt.
That fire seething from deep inside, relentlessly holds the tears I've cried.