What light is light if Elena be not seen?
What dish is Spanish fritatas that Elena did not fry?
Unless it is to think that she did fry
And feed on the shadow of potato perfection, with lots of added salt.
Except I be by Elena in the night,
There is no music in the nightingale;
Yet the music in those damn robins starts at four AM,
And, honestly, I do sleepth better except she be by.
Unless I look on Elena in the day,
There is no day for me to look upon; though I do get more done.
And, if I have been by her the night before
Such days are still good for napping.
She is my essence, and I leave to be,
If I be not by her fair influence
Foster'd, illumined, cherish'd, kept alive;
Plus she's helping my tennis game.
I fly not death, for the fare is too expensive to fly his deadly doom,
(Which, really, if you think about it, is the worst kind of doom):
Tarry I here, I but attend on death, but from a seat near the back, preferably by an exit:
But, fly I hence, I fly away from life, though I promise to write often, or at least call on the holidays.