I shine
when your eye shines,
looking upon me.
Like thyme on simplicity
with time upon felicity
angels sing.
Floral aromas
grace a button nose
But what knows?
So sweet.
Standing upon a knife
wearing familiar names
combing manes
taking blame.
The shame!
We all hear your melody
in the tune of our felony
But the beat is complex
as convex
for what is the song of a sunrise?