Beautiful nonsense, a whirl of colours that
Eventually become clear, the giving and
Receiving of true love, each moment
Excitedly bouncing and blending off of
And into another, never has anything in
Life been so beautiful, so right.
Perhaps that’s why this cannot be real
Life, why something so perfect can never
Even begin to be expressed in the real world.It
Aches in my heart, simply longing with desire,
Sighing to be released, this image of life, an
Everlasting love that is simply fictitious.