And so they lived on
Happily ever after
I am still seeking

Briefly beautiful
Attention of cut flowers
Soon it is over

Truly believing
Contradictory advice
Increases despair

Sitting in silence
I cannot hear myself think
Volumes are spoken

Hold on to my hand
Here under the fresh blossoms
May we find our spring

A million styles
In myriad colours tried
Nothing fits like you

You burst into mind
A red dress capturing curves,
The music brings tears