Less Daggers, More Swords

Though time never stills And we have little frills, My feelings will always endure And though truer, Are your words Less daggers more swords, Don't you think That if I could I would sink, Into your eyes Pretty lies, Every wink of your lashes Whips to my back, and ashes Piling up from the fires Every time my heart aspires, To be next to you But the chances are few, Sometimes because of my endeavors Work, and what not, levers All part of my bigger plans For my world eternal sands, In spite of all this Nothing explains to me what's amiss, Haven't I seen you flirt Constantly with many a cohort?