My love for you is an ocean of purity
And the tides they carry our kisses to the shore
where crescendos burst to call all the lovers
The desperate and the fooled,
The old and the new, real or unreal; to soothe their ears.
Yes the ocean had flowers that somehow were familiar to me
The flowers that oneday came in my drunken sleep
And so lovingly, they closed and opened around me
Inhaled and exhaled...
I was turned inside out
And the flowers saw our world for the very first time
And the vision kept shinning all night and everywhere in the darkness
Jumped into my dreams,
Hurrah! Romance Gleams!
Next day I woke up and all the beautiful flowers
Were nothing but colorless dead bodies
All out of shape, and still invisibly lying on my bed
Romance is dead!