Big kisses for small fishes 

property trading 

the wrong places 

we all work hard 

for God's blessings 

there's no mistaking 

she feels important 



If I had a soul 

would I recognise 

If I looked just like summer 

would I realise



Red sails 

into the sunset 

the only reason for her leaving 

come tomorrow 

will she be closer 

too many secrets 

I should have told her