Its been a busy day today,
i had little chance to mail you...

The poems i write i will make,
into a book for you...

Everytime you leave comment,
I have to write again...

You say some lovely things to me,
i know we are going to be...

It can be sometimes quite tricky,
finding time to communicate...

You are so good for me,
and i am good for you...

Another Sunday afternoon,
i walk this path alone...

What can i say you havent heard already,
i love you so much...

When the sun is shining,
everything is bright...

Tiptoeing around people,
its not what i like...

I know you do your best,
to keep our secret safe...

Our daily chats are great,
we steal some precious time...