Robbed

I wish
we
could
have
spoken

Right
at
the
very
end

I’ll
miss
your
voice
forever

The
sound
of my
best
friend

An Illicit Kiss

I can’t
think of
anything
more
exciting

Than
sitting
under
subdued
lighting

With
your
lips
pressed
to mine

That
feeling
divine

Now,
doesn’t
that
sound
inviting?

Optimism

If I
had
any
more

I’d
give
some
to you

But I
only
have
enough

To
get
myself
through

This
bullshit
they call
life