Till the End of our Days

She likes it when she can ask me on the spot to write about our current affairs.

I wonder every second how to pass the time
When she is not near me I regress
I think about my longing for her to come home
I know with her arrival I won't depress
Moments like ours spent mostly underneath the moon
We love each other more than can be expressed
Till the end of our days
I'll cherish I know most of all
The thought of the sensation of her touch
On my flesh