Space and time are so intimately intertwined
and I can't but help wonder if I shall be blessed
with love so divine.
Will the rough hands my father
once walk me down the aisle whilst
the glow of the evening share a secret with desire?
I dream of rose pedals beneath my coco skin
with a dim sapphire light burning in his eyes and
makes known, deep down within, if we shall part,
he is mine and I shall always be his.
