were we not ever lost

on that ship of dreams

where toppings were

soft whipped creams

and dinner was served

at one particular time

with various standards

for the poor and prime

but we highly chose

to remain unconcerned

with the class division

for we had now learned

that love had no class

or wasn't at all confined

to any sort of boundaries

let alone raw or refined!

so we traipsed our ways

down the luxury dorms

to the hearty basement

that designed no norms

regardin' fake ettiquettes

about carrying your soul

around the ideal crowds

so artificial on the whole

while dancing for hours

on the hard wooden floor

we rejoiced the moments

and so yearned for more

after we escaped our way

into the dreamy carriages

and enjoyed the journey

to the stars beyond ages!

you drew that evening

a lovely portrait of mine

caressed by your soft love

and a touch, oh so divine!

the best time of my life

was coming to an end

yet i was not aware of it

awaited us a fate's bend

i won't go into the details

for my heart quivers at it

the memory of losing you

and missin' you to last bit

just know that i fulfilled

the promise i made to you

as an old woman in a bed

i die 'n' finally come to you

say jack, have you missed

the scent 'n' sight of mine

as much as i've missed you

and the soft hold of thine

for if you have then come

lets meet in golden beams

once again by grand clock

lost on that ship of dreams