Contrary to popular belief
Nothing romantic is ever hopeless.

Although some things are
So improbable, that they remain dreams.

But, our dreams never die,
They live until we pass.

Until then I will dream,
Of my own private island.

With an oceanfront mansion,
That is filled with love and song.

With white sand beaches,
For midnight strolls, and moonlit kisses.

I'll always be romantic,
But I'll never be hopeless.

How can I be hopeless,
While I still know love.

Weak and sick I sigh,
all I want to do is cry,
no matter the years that go by,
you never fail to save me.
When I was low and sobbing,
you placed your loving hand on my cheek,
and I knew beyond a doubt
that we would never part.
Your voice makes me quiver,
your glance makes me blush,
but I only knew for sure I loved you,
when I felt your touch.
Hold me tonight my darling,
I care not to be alone.
Don't speak,
close your pale grey eyes,
and wrap your arms around me,
you are all I need,
all I want,
my love till end of time.
Your touch alone
can save me,
without it I would die.

My heart
is a deep dark ditch,
which
can only be filled
with the limitless luminous earth
of your love.