She came to us like a dove,
Flying in, swooping from above...

If I were a poet, and she my best poem,
I'd recite her to myself, till death did come...

Little friend why doth thou worry,
This life is not to be spent in a hurry...

Her beautiful brown eyes,
Do try to disguise...

Your wish is my command,
Your thoguhts are my prison...

Make me a heart
A broken heart...

Alone, I'm all alone again,
Without you its like...

We're driving down the road,
Just me and you on board...

Never in life had I thoguht to confess,
Never in life had I thought to Explain...

I waited all my life
Listening to all...

Oh! why did I rebuke you,
Why did I not feel your pain...

Everyone who reads my poems says,
I know this I've read this, I understand you well...