DINKs

It ain't easy, and cursed are we
With dreams as tall as coconut trees
And love as deep as sea

Time does sprint, ever a mile ahead
As mails pile up and paint comes off
When do we go to bed?
(We do. Sometimes. Kind of.)
Yes, we stay hungry, oh so foolish!
With the heart the mind the body
each chanting a different wish

But if love there is, the bed rock
With cracks a few but ne'er a break
'Twill take-in all the shock
(And cause some bloody havoc)

So will never be easy, as cursed adventurers we be
With dreams as tall as coconut trees
Still love as deep as sea