Why?-
Why must i sit and dread that day to come?
It is so far-
But not far enough to be out of sight
The day when love leaves my side whilst i remain bunked
Restrained to the valley currently our manor, soon to be her furlough

Aims to prevail-
But plans are not bonded.
Will she face temptation?
Will her curves serve as the temptress?

To these apprehensions i will not abide!
Agony be welcomed i will not defer!
Our intense affinity will remain incessant

Until every ounce of our residing time has been bled of its full compacity
Until that fateful day when reality takes the place of our blissful dream
Until my angle leaves to become a devil of the sun
Until the declaration "there were not enough hours in a day" are spat out, forever reverberating off the walls of my soul-

You will forever be my Jacqueline