Big wide wet eyes
Holding back a runner
In a lover's disguise
A cold one for the rain
Leaves to swist along
Like mist at day
The morning dew is gone
Palace gleaming like the sky's
Fresh as flowers feel themselves strong
Eyes that clasp
Eyes that quiver
And each arrow slung
Sews a slew of breakthrough
Compelling winner
Her the lasting
Her the winter
If only whipping wafts
Wouldn't tumble away
That snow of crystal confusion
Bright with supple infusion
Of prime conception to the thought of you
Hearts blazed white
With the interact
And hacked off emotion
Here went snap a start
To sway and soon decay
Into an entirely new reaction
To totally fall in love with
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