Remainder

He is no prince, but he is my saviour
His powder blue eyes, turn grey with time
Despite the length, you return the favour
In and out we agree, we're like toast and lime
Noone could match your eratic behaviour
Most days you please me, other days I mime
To end things with him, would be nothing but failure
He holds me true and I know that's a sign
I hope this lasts, but let's enjoy the remainder
As I am his and he is mine.

E.T.