Amid the siege of eyes catching eyes
And volleys of kisses being assailed...

I have penned my verse in its unworthy worth
With adoration unabated quite...

There are two things that coexist,
They are called love and hate...

Shingles drift toward waiting gutters
In their quiet quest for escape...

While we live here as flesh and bone
And so desirous of a better state...

There was a time I saw Love's end
As though it had some far away reality...

I could bathe myself unendingly
In golden locks...

I look behind me and see the sunsets
and footprints in the paths of places I...

Let me begin to love you
As the world turns...

To some, love is born with a tender kiss
And to others, it is a biochemical reaction...

When I consider how my time is spent,
And whether the hours pass too quickly or too...

Lie quietly in the bed beside me
And I will read to you what other lovers did...