when my roses start to bloom

you will arrive,

when my sun starts to brighten up

you will arrive,

repair me, unscrew and screw, the knots of me

no utter of any discomfort will you hear from me

when my morning coffee sets to brew

you will arrive,

shaking me up to my core with your ocean of love

darling, how can my loneliness suffice

you will arrive,

when I’m on my death bed, howling for you

you will arrive,

I’ll be gone, long gone

I’ll be your own satelite.