There's a bogeyman under the bed
Really there is his name is Fred...

Oh what a heinous crime
I swear it isn't mine...

Sensuous sparkling celestial body
Transcending time and space...

Still now beating heart
rest flies on gossamer wings...

The arguments have ceased.
He has gone...

Meeting you was a dream come true.
You made me feel special, wanted,desired...

When are you leaving?
Alcoholic waste of space...

For this day I have planned and yearned.
Imagined, desired, hoped...

Softly you crept inside.
Quiet voice and simple smile...

When everything is too much for me you are there
You do not judge or ridicule...