Poem By Andrew Teixeira
An actress that lights up the stage
Talent that has bloomed with age
to be apart; unbearable.
What I'd give for just a kiss,
some time alone, a moments bliss.
Passion that burns through my shell,
like a warm breeze through a wind-swept vale.
Always so near, yet far apart.
New sensations for a lonely heart.
For too long it was lacking love,
now its taken wing, like the snow white dove.