1) You are your favourite poet - inspiration = John Donne

The Jealous Sunne,

Thou jealous sunne, impatient fool,
Wherefore such haste,
That thou, throughout the underworld has raced
Thinkst thou that through thy warmth our passions cool ?
Such jealous tricks, for she is bright
Her lustrous eyes outshine thy beams,
Thus hasten thou our parting with the light
And put to flight all but our waking dreams.
Thou jealous fool for e'en thy knavish flight
Availeth naught to halt the fall of Night.

2) Original Composition

Many's the time I've dreamed
Of little but the beauty of your face
The sweet incongruity of your smile
Takes me to a place of light and magic.
Its tragic really,
How such small delights can vanish
With the coming of the day.
Ghosts and shades.
Each night I dream,
And as I dream
I find the memory fades a little more.
Seconds grow to hours, and minutes weeks,
Before, Death stole you suddenly,
But worse, much worse than that,
Time, like a subtle thief
Smuggles your memory slowly away.
Dreams which will fade
Are all I have today.