I Love to Write

As each second slowly slips away,
From a painful and boring day,
The sun long gone beneath the earth,
Awaiting its long impending birth,

But without you to guide the way,
I question why I even stay,
To see the light crest on the hills,
Bringing shadowed pointless thrills,

For without your reddened hair,
And satin voice echoing in the air,
The day seems empty like arctic space,
No warmth is here without your face,

No light to guild my beating heart,
For a life with you I wish to start,
And share in the glory of one another,
Since we have finally found each other.