I am on a plane of love,
that has been barred to me...

I am lost in a world of rhyme,
love and poems both combined...

I love to talk to you,
and it seems i will have more time...

Since i joined this gang of poets,
its opened up my eyes...

Always ever present,
no matter what i do...

In just over half an hour,
i will send a mail to you...

We have to have each other,
there's no backing away from this...

My day in court is on its way,
the judge will make my employer pay...

I cant love anyone like i love you.
Have you ever been torn in two...

I am still on a high over you,
its short of a miracle...

My name is Stephen,
i am fortynine years old...

My son his name is Martin,
he is fourteen years old...