a unique creek mystique (edited)

My Princess, how art thee?
Thy illness does suppress me.
Please make yourself better,
Otherwise you'll get a dolphin sweater.

Since I was out last night,
And I saw the skyline's twilight,
Memories from the past it did incite,
Oh gosh, when will we unite.

It seems that always
You are in my thoughts and my craze,
From Sundays to Saturdays,
From cafes to sundaes.

I could only curse the wait
When will it set straight?
For it really does equate,
You are my mate.

Going home I rushed on two wheels,
With a serenity the city conceals.
Inevitably time reveals,
It will realise our ideals.