Her Cheeks are flushed
Her Gaze is unreturning
I've yet to blush
My stomachs churning
I've dreamed of endless dreams
I've dealt with many people
I've stitched up endless seams
Without much using a staple
You can read all the books in the world
Will you tell how the world unfurls?
You can solve all the math you find
Will you tell what time changes the tide?