Walking alone in the dark
Unknown place becoming familiar
Going around in circles
Working my way into the ground

I silently pray to be blessed
With the curse of death
So maybe I can find my light
Maybe the pain will be put to rest

As my life crumbles beneath me
I feel the cold breath of grim
Brush against my tear-stained cheeks
Soon my tainted soul will see again  read more

Hair as golden as the shining sun
Skin as white as snow
Tommy is his name
Just a little boy
Someone you would like to know

James, his best friend
A fine young lad
Such a delightful child
Skin as dark as a summer's night
Hair, black and curly, so neatly styled

Two young children
They are best friends
And they know a friend's worth
Buddies, Pals
For each other, they would go  read more

If I could write our love
it would be a poem that never ends
with every line rhymed to perfection
and each word would shine like gems

If I could write our love
it would be with permanent ink
something that could never smear
even if to the bottom of the ocean it did sink

If I could write our love
to show the romance our relationship that was sent from above  read more