my words, they are but feathers
my eyes are bits of broken glass
my fingers, sprigs of straw
and feelings, naught but blades of grass
when we first met, your beauty was arresting
your hair, it fell so gently 'round your neck
and in my mind's eye i saw the both of us dancing
my heart was racing i could hardly catch my breath
so no, no, please don't go
flowerful fantasy flutters
'bove the fleeting time
'cross butterfly rainbows
pale sadness madly sleeps behind
the night we met, the clouds sang as the sun was setting
a magic rose adorned your modest breast
wrapped in the velvet of sweet dreams, your image was glowing
a moment of my life which i will never forget
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