I belong with you.

I loved you from the very beginning.

I’m seldomly as angry as I was while writing this poem.

Hold on to the precious things in life.

Your spirit came to me.

Oh!Lord my plead,I may never bring myself to love.
I was Gloomy and I’m damn sure will always be.No one is able to wipe this word from my name,not even me.

I dreamt of you.

A fire began burning in my heart.

I wrote this poem on a trip to Ottawa, and it quickly became one of my favourites. This poem is from personal experience.

A fire started burning in my heart for you.