A vision, untrue.
a dream, tangible.
my heart, imperfect.

But I can feel thy heartbeat, thy warmth.
I know thou are always by my side.

Always there, always with me.
But invisible. Inconcievable.

And my heart’s still yearning, longing to hold thee,
But where are thou?

I know that time doesn’t matter.
But desire’s breakin’ me.

Please come to me.
I’ll give thou all I`ve got, anything.

If thou wouldst be mine.