Consequences, begotten from sin, wear the soul to oblivion
Love unappreciated and unrequited sows the deadly seeds
Of this wretched state

Oh!  How I long for the days when the sweet smell of daffodils
Tickled the nostrils with the sweetness found only in his kiss
Floating on earthen soil guided by love’s wind and affections

Longing
	Hoping
		Waiting 

through faith that love will return