The stars are cast above us every night
And they play their old charade
Of glistening in the twilight
Needlessly, you have to drift from me
And make me ponder in disbelief
I won't give you my grief
Because my love is all you will need
Wherever you go, you will lead
My body to the room where you will leave
You don't have to hide, you can look and see
Those little flaws that turned them into me
You seem so tormented
I've grown so demented
I'm done with writing a clichè haiku
I'll give you something new