The night we met you promised it was me you would...
You vowed that tears you could never make me weep...

6 January 2005
I thought about you over my holidays...

There is wanting you and then there is having you
A predominant separation between the two...

It’s been a while since I’ve seen...
I was reminiscing back on the past...

I remember holding you for the first time
In disbelief God created you as mine...

As I strain
For a light...

Crystal waters of the deepest blue
Sand white as cirrus cloud...