The daylight hours pass by I find no comforts, no warmth no person of worthwhile time spent And my mind clicks back to you, and the way you are my recluse from the perilous limits of life. Shackled to motherliness, Womanliness, femininity We remain under expectations to be met some day, but the thought unsettles me.
With you, I have found what it is I want With you, the world’s demands mean little to our pairing With you, I can see my dreams and yours, too, simultaneous and growing, binding us together as a gracious one.
Beloved, my love for you is plentiful and bountiful with care for your every solace. No blight shall harm you, no trace of hate shall instill, As long as I am there fighting for your will