New Flowers; Searching Hearts
Oh, to be unaffected
To be a flower of one color
The color of the mystery
The one that wears my body
The one that comes to any of my many names
A flower that would bloom
In a violent, in a violet hour
Poetically unfolding
Tragically tripping over petals
Though they come from my own stem
I do not possess the grace of control
Nor the knowledge of those who've been you before
No one has been where you are
Don't they understand
I'm in love with you in all my fondest reveries
I wonder if you're real
Do you dream with your eyes open
Is your mind full of love unending
Are you smitten for lips unfound
To be a flower of one color
The color of the mystery
The one that wears my body
The one that comes to any of my many names
A flower that would bloom
In a violent, in a violet hour
Poetically unfolding
Tragically tripping over petals
Though they come from my own stem
I do not possess the grace of control
Nor the knowledge of those who've been you before
No one has been where you are
Don't they understand
I'm in love with you in all my fondest reveries
I wonder if you're real
Do you dream with your eyes open
Is your mind full of love unending
Are you smitten for lips unfound