How do you hate?
focusing on skin,religion,culture...

Awake the dawn
give greetings to the brand new day...

I think we are slipping
i feel our hands sliding apart...

Write a poem in hot pink
screaming out my name...

I will keep you warm
as long as we both live...

Pictures do you no justice
for your face doesn't shine as bright...

I remember when we first held hands
walking down that big long hall...

Lets just say that life has ended
promise ill still be with you...

High above the clouds i soar
your someone i truly adore...

A simple touch from her would be heavenly
Not a kiss or a hug not a feel or a grab...

Its times when words are needed the most
that we cant find anything to say...

Would you love me
if i promise...