This is the poem you've been avoiding sweet girl...
You don't wanna tell people all these secrets, but...

When all is calm,
you'll feel the orchids...

They all took my hand, shook it
told me their names and where they were from...

I'm going to have a daughter one day,
she's going to be dark, with big hair. she'll have...

Should I start this
by stating that I cried...

You asked me
to cook you...

Last night, I had a dream that
you loved someone else...

For you I would take a train
in the middle of the night...

This is me
here...

Last night,
I wanted to write you a letter...

Nurture,
-My soul...

You wrote about me,
There for I'm writing about you...