What if I were to steal you for a day?
I’d bring you off adventuring with me
We’d find some treasure; frightened, I would say,
‘What dark magicks await explorers we?’

What if we went advent’ring for a day?
You’d lead me down some gods-forsaken route
Finding some creature, I would, timid, say,
‘We ought turn back; I fear danger’s afoot!’

What if we went off-road one fateful day?
And finding some contraption, I began
To stammer uncontrollably, and say,
‘What devilry is this, I am but man!’

And you would turn and say to me, plainly:
‘You’re safe, my love, don’t fret; you are with me.’