Eyes you used to look into
eyes you said were beautiful...

From time to time
words surge...

Hands that
write love reels...

Who bothers to write
while tired and drained...

A bold step we took for love
without a backward glance...

Rain without drying up the sky
live without regretful sighs...

How long
how far how near...

Poetic words
precious to behold...

Give you a river
for thoughts to stream...

A little boy and a little girl
doing their best in a cruel world...

Scent of sex pre-mate
trace of fluids pervade...

No attempt to rhyme
your lipstick stain...