your eyes have done me in
stolen my very breath
till now i hadn’t a clue maiden
could be my death
as my eyes yours try
Foolishly to entangle
your sight leaves me in a triangle
One has dreams one lives with, right?
seen by day and known by night
those dreams she braids within me
when i think i’m done i’m not
this flower-like bloom stuff is all wrong
blooming blossoms to all Belong!