Its the afternoon, and its still, I pick a few golden dandelions, because they are yellow, for you
I think too hard when I try to write for you, I want to be perfect
I think that my back aches and my mind is sore, but valentines day is wonderful
love is beautiful, and it is everywhere
you are the string of violin rolling through a pleasant gathering, a drum circle, whisking in the background and coating the fibre with rich resin
babe you are a peacemaker, make kings and vagabonds believe the very best
you laugh like elton john, carefree, with eyes up, bashful
Ilyse your name is unique and and so is your quality, keep on with me
love, seany