Gazing down upon them
insects, maggots...

The light in the north
always shining bright...

Souls of hell
never to escape...

The darkness in her eye’s
the kind I love...

Why fight each other??
Why judge someone on their colour...

Love is complex
full of questions...

A living thing
eating, sleeping and dreaming...

Distant and quiet
a questioning silence...

Going home to kids
a feeling unlike another...

You are an angel,
You are my queen...

I love this girl
and she says she loves me also...

As I hold her close
I hear her heartbeat...