I sit here on the beach
And think about you...

I've always wondered
What it would be like to be you...

His eyes the deepest shade of brown
And his hair like a black stallion's mane blowing...

My heart is full of passion
Full of love...

It's starting again
And I don't want it to...

I remember walking
Through the forest of Love...

I've thought this through,
Planned it right to the end...

The only way you will ever know me,
Is to be me...

Hello Happiness,
My Long Lost friend...

Death is not the end
But the beginning...

This is just a short poem,
A little note...

When we started this,
You said we had to keep it low...