Birthing blooming flower Of melancholy waters Rain unto lavender Of love twilight The spread of enamored roses Became the true rain a blooming beginning Light behind the brushed Of creation as before eyes Light We are light Illuminating light In and of twilight beauty
In the flowing home rose lavender A place in which to April roam Pacing memories as blooming love When your eyes shine the very words And, we, hand in hand paint imbreudly The sunset of our burning hearts
