a rhymer is me
to tell the stories to thee
clearly you can see

put pen to paper
push some ink without thinking
write down your feelings

The key to my heart
take not one but all of them
and throw them away

you hold me closer
than you ever have before
and never let go

tug on my heart strings
oh so ever gently please
and never leave me

cried for you once
but never again
goodbye my love
to this amen

you had my heart...from the start
you broke it up...tore it apart

where have you been...all this time
while i was dying deep inside

now you call and you want back
i started over
not sorry for that

take good care and make a life
i will call another woman
my wife

there is a place inside my mind
i call it the little vault of mine
deep inside....of the aybass
it holds..most thoughts
some of bliss

its dark inside this vault
where sometimes i hide
and write my thoughs

i hold the key..inside of me
no one comes in...no one can see

once in awhile i open the door
to say a word..or show i care

more than none ..the door stays locked
it's meant to be...don't be shocked

if the light's are on
and no ones home
i'm in the vault ....writing poems