My heart is but a sword,
And yours is my shield...

Shakespeare spoke of love,
Many years ago...

Once I said you could take me at my word.
My darling, I confess I lied...

I miss the taste of your lips, so sweet.
I miss you poking me in the side...

Some say a man in love is at his best,
Say I, we are at our worst...

Thank me not for things I say of you,
As upon you I pour great praise...

If love did flow like wine,
And words of same did, too...

I gave up on you and me
When I was confused...

They called me a loser
In a race I never ran...

Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday!
Oh, what a wonderful morn...

Once I was the classroom nerd,
Never had to study for my A's...

Pain within my breast,
Inside, a fiery passion...