I love her with all my heart and soul.
I want to be hers forever...

I sit and I wonder,
Does she remember me...

Her
I sit and stare into her beautiful eyes...

As we sit and wait
For the end to come...

The knife is at my wrist,
I am about to do the deed...

I stare into your eyes
and tell you...

You hate them
because they care...

"I love you"
she said softly...

If the moon fell down
upon the earth and lay still...

When I am all alone
I can feel...

The still rock is placed
upon the mound of sand and...

Yes I write these things
some call it gay poetry...