Dusk till dawn. You'll care for me from dusk till dawn.

It seems surely enough, but is that all?

Logic says that love is merely biological.

Emotion says that love is magical.

But my love isn't so simple. It's musical.

There are different types of love.

Most cold and heartless, others warm and peaceful.

What is mine, it is merely wishful.

To expect more, to give less.

To give in, to say yes.

Peace and conflict, lies ahead of each step.

Not that they are distinct.

Nor are they are exclusive.

But rather are both appreciative.

Love ends. It's truly sad.

That is why I should take the first last yawn.

For my love for you is dusk till dawn and beyond.