I love, when beads of water slide down my face,
I love, your style, beauty, and grace...

A song and a poem
a kiss and a rose...

I say I trust you and I swear I do,
Even when you go out and party too...

Classified as friends,
Is what you want to be...

A young boy about 18
peach fuzz on his chin...

Things seemed normal, everything was fine,
But then the weathermen picked up on a sign...

I pick up something cold,
Cause my dove has flown away...

Its hard to stay determined,
When things look so dim...

I call you up, this is the last time we’ll...
No more holding hands as we walk...

Our love is metaphysical
Unique in every way...

You’re gone now and out of my life,
Never again with me, you’ll never be my...

It so hard for me to let you go,
For me have no love to show...