Circadian Rhythm

I have laid with some fine woman when younger. Never having tasted the grape I've made wine? It's been seven long years I still fight the good fight for my only daughter. My sight it now starts to grow dim not yet blind. Through tomorrow, today I still know. Some what less frequently. Only through stress and only through stress did I know. That the way to my heart lay deep in my head when I dreamed. One fat women I laid with, when older. The sad part I think is the part that made dreams. I feel it's gone.