I was not prepared
for such a fall,
for wanting more than the forever,
the eternity,
I have to love her.
She is fire to my ice,
sun to my shadows,
silk to my stone.
Other worlds claim us
but we have found our way,
she and I,
to each other.
The endless edges of time
take on shape.
She defines my tomorrow,
and for once,
I look forward to a new day.
Can it be possible?
Can it last?
Can she be mine?
~Drake