How now though dost thou deny me,
when thou dost need me so?
How should I protect thee..my heart so deep?
I offer desire and reach anon;
nothing cuts so deep
as the wound that thou has inflicted.
Yet anon I pine for thee,
incessant, incomplete, eternal.
To no end I know thee,
and to that,
my misery gloams. Extending to the eternal
forever and always.
But always your's.