Writing of a tale.
Words of feelings...

High and dry.
Wind flowing through the western sky...

My heart beat is racing.
Knowing I'll never have my chance...

Silently each day I'm fading.
Story of only waiting...

As my world crashes around me.
Along with ever prayer I've ever cried...

Seasons come and go.
A another winter gone and past...

I lay in bed gazing out at the stars.
I wonder and think...

Love is rough,
Makes life tough...

I can not escape my mind.
How have I became so blind...

No matter how far apart.
You will always have my heart...

I write these words in pain.
As you read can you feel the rain...

The name is Sweet.
My kisses is mysterious...