Sitting here,
Just typing away...

Why do I love you?
Oh, where do I start...

At about nine o'clock
We lay there and stare...

The sea
Pure, Deep, and Beautiful...

The sad
the bad...

SCREECH! gate squeaks
as you close it behind you...

You put color
Into my black and white...

I can't touch you
yet i feel you there...

What goes up
shoots like a rocket...