His writing is a delight, As you pronounce each sound Soon enough, it will be found The circle of love going round and round. So is his love just a circle of sound? Which sings of love this time around Whispering in a constant astound A lovers music that stopped too loud? She spoke of…

The light turns on Her life moves on She dreams tonight Her future bright. She’s loved thousands of men One of them a gentleman: By the name of Ben Whom she met back then. In a dream that was Anne remembers now In her soul he was Mr. Ben Ow. ” Why have you come?…