Hath I cry
When mystery rain showers upon me
Dew stuck in malevolent red
Slowly dropping from feet to head
May my crimson be the shade of immortality!
I have seen the orange skies cry
I have seen the mid summer bird
I have seen frost when it flies
I have seen my petal crumble in days
When love broke from its shackle
I have seen my seeds fly endless journies!
Flurry of wind, flurry of skies!
Oh fly to some distant land
May you grow a new pair of crimson wings
Where there are others
Blooming and smiling in the spring!
I have lost my self alone
In this bitter darkness dear one
Become my red, become my love,
Become me!
Hath I cry with strong desire
Become my unfulfilled thee