I dream, sometimes
Of how your face would delight
To find upon a knocking on your door
To find my silhouette taking in your sight.
It's as painful as a dear friends death
And as pleasant as wistful accomplishment
Deterring as a dream
Determination to mnifest
I tire, these tests require I fight
Even though rome has fallen
in half the time that was took to create.
It's far too soon,
Not too late,
For what we wish we share to create