Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA
Denise, my dear, I did not understand
My words of verse could be a magic wand
With power to take you by the gentle hand
And lead to joy and pleasure and beyond.
If I had know my absence struck you so
I would have filled the page with words of rhyme
I'd raze the dam and let the river flow
Instead of being guilty of this crime.
Sleep well, my friend, and you may rest assured
That I'll be here creating newfound rhyme
And, for the pain and torture you've endured,
I'll fill your heart with ballads in no time.