What person can I be to gain your trust?
What more could I have done to let you know?
A passionately loving wanderlust;
This soul that cannot quit behind me tows
The love – turned pain of loss, that bears no ground-
No firmament has set me more aflame
Than you, for months, did solidly abound
Our passion lit and brought you back again.
That time was something that I will adore;
A frame of memories I won’t forget.
And I can’t think to feel forevermore
Anyone that might to me beset
A hindrance to the love you are to me;
Yet though, not I to you, were meant to be.