Imaginary True Love

If ought I be In the ocean midst, Be glad were you with me To have days spent in bliss! Yes, you're my anchor, sailor! You're the passionate metaphor That reels in my long time wish, To harbor: Love and valor, But best of all, My soul's final endeavor. Bottomless might be The sea where I float, I'd have you kiss me And I'll forever be happy! Of imaginary true love Abound in nowhere else but our boat.