A dozen roses behind the fall

After jumping the last wall

Beautiful sore on Gods' might

Canvas drawn tonight

 

The color of umbrellas and dresses

Saline streaks in blonde tresses

The feeling of fresh dirt

We all know she's a flirt

 

Everything is okay

Couldn't be another way

Says the business suit on the train

Love won't ever be the same

 

Yellow daisies, fourth of July

White irises make me cry

Fluttering drapes in autumn

Were a dream for then

 

She's so selfless, so blind

No matter kin or kind

Your lashes drift

At my kiss would they lift?

 

Tonight is entrancingly silent

Empty like my flower basket

Bright sun through stained glass

I wish your life was like that

 

Winter comes as soon as you leave

Jack Frost's flower on every tree

Gentle melodies cross my mind

On the wind of repose resigned

 

She lets up for spring again

Sprouting irises and roses and daisies within

The place you took yourself

While I sang sweetly from a high shelf

 

Everyone wears a mask at times

Yours had the most pristine shine

Ballroom dancing on each other's hearts

Pirouette across the floor to start

 

Manic pixies and the northern star

Crossed fingers are all we are

Twinkling pools of liveliness

Shudder in the memory of a kiss