Are you not the ONE?
Vaguely in my DREAMS
FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE
My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING
Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES
Encased in a SNOWGLOBE
Imbued with LONGING
Upon the RETURN
Of your second COMING
Would you ever hurt the one whom you loved most and held dearest to your heart? Would you ever always stay true and faithful? Whether in sickness or in pink of health? In happiness or in times of trouble?