A mirror that sends, a touch with grace
Same movement not the same face...

Your rose was the end of me
Your rose was the start of darkness...

It feels like forever since pencil met paper
Since life meant for me to write...

There are days were you are mad
There are days where I am mad...

I fear the shadows for I hide in the light
Like eyes that follow in rain or shine...

Kiss me by the light of the moon
My lovers embrace more than a welcome...

I can see my reflection,
But it is not truly me because that person that my...

Nothing but you, nothing but knowing your here...
Theirs nothing better than the man who has my...

Its been years now and all I seem to dream of is...
What you look like...

A love so strong its hard to break
sometimes a love so weak it aches...

You may not believe me while reading this poem but...
Their are things out their that we cannot explain...

It's been a while now since we parted
It's been a while now that you left...