On this Christmas coming up,
Only one thing I'm asking for...

A feeling that you can't describe,
No words can tell its tale...

Beautiful is your face,
I picture in my mind...

She bathes under the sunlight
as the beaded sweat glistens...

Words with lips sealed whose feelings can't be...
Acts of their kindness is all that's there...

This is more of a song, not a regular poem.
Dreams are never meant to be...

I sit up at night with
a million thoughts bouncing around my head...

The hammer finally pulled back,
The barrel rests on my head...

I'm drowning in a pool,
But it's not of my tears...

It's time to say,
It's time to go...

What is wrong with me,
Why can't I understand...

Girl, your constantly on my mind,
Something special with you I'll find...