Sonnet 8, Give Me a Hope of Love

Give me a hope of love if my heart breaks
Whatever is here waiting I wonder,
In all my thoughts drift away and ponder
As the mind again to reality awakes;
From the alone fantasy the heart takes
What is rejoined and what is asunder,
When there is flame in what is there under
Returning to soft from feelings of rakes.

Is the end now coming to times right here
When there is burning desire to play with,
Has there been lost words from across caring?
What can we say if all goes to nowhere
And love in my heart is all like a myth,
That got me going crazy with awing.