Hello?
Are you still there?
Moonlight colored sheets adorn
The fuzzy state I reside
Between lines and prospects
Tunnel vision takes us down
As we loom through doom
But fear not!
My darling
For there is light
At the end of our tunnel
A matrimony of harmony
And a will of steel
Our vows raise from poppies
Reflecting beams in our eyes
Though, I may not be there
But hand in hand
I shall say
Our love is destined
To never die

We will see to it
We will