My senseless Love we have a story to tell when it comes to us we wove through some hard times that had truly made us cry;
The Ink on the poet’s sheet had been smeared with so much tears The hands that rips the page of poetry will find the senseless Love that was ever written;
Come, come forth into the light you will find our famous lines of a Love that died;
Come forth into the light and let Nature of the poet’s hand write let my words of long ago teach your weeping soul;
My senseless Love the Ink is poured on poet’s paper for thousands to hold our words in the Lovers mind of all times of you and I Love never dyes its words will last a life time.