Beseech you therefore, my Muse To abort this onerous wait, Waking me up to life By your soft whispers,

Time is so precious and costly Does not wait for. Utilise it wisely and Fill up your treasure.

If you were day, I would be night ... Waiting to bond till the dusk!

Before flying away, He had said, “wait for me”. She had nodded meekly.

"If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it."

"As the night crawls Endless darkness falls Yet your presence, felt not Where, you seem to be caught?"