DERN MIRTH

Every morning, you are the first thing that

I impregnate as soon as I wake up.

Even if I try to cease or combat,

Only in worse defeat I end up.

Your memories are like a whirlpool

That drown me in;

I am insane and fool

Who still cares for you inane.

I resist speculating your image;

And I finally turn out with tears.

"I will be with you forever," was your gage;

You denied, but I am still there for you, I swear.

I just keep on awaiting for the day

When we can be together as before.

I do not persuade you to stay;

But I will be there for you forever and ever.