I was an amateur when it came to romance
I just could not sweep that detail under a rug...

I was snug as a bug in a rug
when I gave my best friend a big hug...

I was raised up by Christianity
And somehow kept my sanity...

It's about time the ticking clock in my heart
Beats with a rhythm of racing poetic art...

Down the rainy street he walked
He noticed he was being stalked...

I knew Tammy not
only in my thought...

The bible is not a sword,
but Romans crucified Christ...

Alpabets began creating divine engraving
for great heavenly inscriptions joyfully...

In Your light I can see
the Spirit that is in me...

There was no site to separate light
Or day and night in the eyes of the unborn...

How long I overlooked the obvious
While everything else was clear...

One plus one is two
Does make me think of you...