Days are countless, grains are boundless, With all the things i dare caress, they continually transgress.
Either love and above, with my glove I shove.
It is Aphrodite's dove I present thereof.

Everyday we pay rent to everyone, to every parent,
Needless to say what's apparent is for you I'm transparent.
In all the days, I raise my case,
My space is imperishably your place, I'll always lace.

In no day would I say that my time I would delay,
In no day would i weigh what others could portray.
Your way is what i'd pursue, I'd always construe.
No action would be untrue and in your *****, I'll angle anew.

Rest assured, every disease is automatically cured,
Days endured with you are days I am allured.
I rest in your eyes comprised of skies,
You authorize my demise with a million butterflies.

Your heat is my seat and I sit with retreat.
As you greet, you deplete what I could never defeat.
My days, I live, for the chance to percieve.
The world in your sleeve is what I'll achieve and believe.

It is without a doubt that my days are in drought,
When my day lacks what you're about, my existence is without.
Indeed, I plead that everyday I am in need,
In your speed is where I feed and I will forever succeed.