That forever we together be,
I wish. My mind it plagues uncertainty
For human doth I mistake make
Approximately occasional, I may
Her subtle heart of beauty break
It seems like my cold hands never wer' her stay.
The worst lover, and best sinner
Of sorts I am. But my love and forgiver,
She remains soothing ever bland
Like she waits my return to my old way
That she may smile and gently tap my hand
If her love wanes, could my cold hands be her stay?
That forever we together be,
I wish. But to the restless, his uncertainty.
Copyright © macalurs 2007
