Ever Thine

Every breath of the sun

Every whisper of the night sky

The longing inside me

Grows more and more

 

This is nothing but utter foolishness

When will I wake up?

When will this cease?

 

To live perchance to dream

To see the great the morning with a kiss

To hear a single voice beneath

A cacophony of sounds

 

I will drown my fears in the morning sea

I will be perfectly happy with my cup of tea

There are chances, realizations, and dreams

Our fate has not been sealed and

Our wheels keep turning

 

My hopes present themselves

Like a cup of intoxicating coffee

Which always finds itself back to me

So I am to you and so this shall be

Ever hoping, ever dreaming, ever thine

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