By Arcassin Burnham



Suffered depression before,
But had a breakthrough,
After imagining your face on a magazine too,
In love with another woman,
Until you touched the earth (angel),
Delightful beauty,
Delicately the one you deserve,
But since I sketch and draw,
I thought I'd create a masterpiece,
With your face and all,
We agree to disagree,
Rich silent type,
But did a little work when it was due,
I was the one that did my dirt,
Thinking How would I persuade you,

We maybe in heaven now,
But make a list of all our origin,
And for the time we lasted,
Searching to live out our lives again,
Little did we know,
When the ship went down,
It was you I longed for,
To keep my spirits bound,
Growing into an old coot,
Thinking of mild regret toward ends
But what you didnt realize that soon,
I will see you again.