Kiss me with words
that dance on your tongue...

I want you with fire
that burns in my heart...

My jaw contracts as I walk on alone
leave you behind amid hallways of stone...

I wish that I could tell you
but I don't know what you'd do...

How easily I still tread,
steadfast by my heart...

You ask me why I love you?
Why not ask the sun why...

To speak of my muse,
takes prose of a poet...

You've changed me darling
in ways I cannot say...

I stare and wonder,
how could anything so beautiful exist...

When you know she's the smile on your face, the...
Then...

Where are you love?
Are you sleeping...

Think not for a moment,
that you've snared a poets heart...