My heart is as an album.
And on each page will be she who
Takes care to fill it with magic.

This is my wishful thought:
Standing together, leaning just so,
Touching, shoulder and hand,
Our hearts and minds together too.

Here I sit in my grotto,
Lone and wanting to approach.
Ever without my bonita,
Random thoughts night and day.
All alone in my ageless quest.

Matthew "Dra'Gon" Stohler