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