Fine wine that bears some sorrow
Hind ties which made up hollows
Forlornness had me triggered
Line up all of my rythm

Whilst I succumb to the music
Heartens all that has sinned
Sing to me all verse you wished
With love my hearts will pin

Reality has it all real
Practical as it is
For all that neutralise
The love that is mutual

Time that covers the doubts
Much as we all had hoped
As long as we had squabbled
It's simple for I miss you

This is it, my poetic entry.