Will I ever find someone like you?
Will love ever find me too?
And if it ever does, would it be you?
You're an ever elusive butterfly,
I'm a briar rose turned blue...

fair bird of winter's pleasant nights,
depart at once thou must
when summer's incense valour'd burns
and wafts about with gust

thy sickening sweet hawthorn is gone
rose buds bloom in his grave
like they, like we, art all but same,
of time and season slave!

So long! fair bird, take my adieu
and of our season past;
that fought in vain the mighty tide
of change, but could not last

with change of season, bird must leave
and bid her flower adieu
only till blossom ripens fast
and old's replaced by new

You are the sky
While I'm of dirt and earth
Sharing the universe in separate realms
Conflicting factions, diverse births

I would forever look up
Rest my gaze on the tide of the air
And dream for our eyes to meet
Temporary eternity that we would share

I've cried many a teardrop
But you can never know
Because to you they never could reach
For into my core they'd only flow

But when you stare down sullenly
Your tears would fall, soaking my plane
I'd drink the drops voraciously
Those gifts of love from heaven's rain

Your tears would nurture the seeds I've planted
They'd take root and flourish in the sun
Resolve in my soil held firmly in place
Thinking our journey forth would've then begun

Roots would give birth to stem
Which in turn, would branch out into leaves
Plantling will eventually grow up high
To give back the love, it constantly receives

Such misfortune little sprout
You can only grow so tall
You can never reach that far
You and I can only kiss the drops that fall

So... My beautiful sky of azure
I am but dust on fate's heavy feet
We can only look to the faraway horizon
Only there could heaven and earth truly meet