I could be your one and only
Strength for the mission
Cure for the lonely
I would find treasured tales
Buried in our morning tide

One day these pages will open up 
Labyrinthine stairwell 
Overseen by rock cathedral
Passing strangers alight its halls

Will you dance with them till midnight?
Or lie with them till noon?
Breaths measured by the waves lapping
Under gentle moon

I too, long to relish life
For years of back breaking toil
Nigh on broke my spirit
So bond with me, lover, friend
Though plea not to be loyal to all others 
Forsooth, my heart's not in it.