I remember when lachesism took place You enkindled me with your smile You and I were culpable at the start We wondered into the coniferous forest Only for you to elicit these feelings upon me You had rutabosis, I did not Your ambivalent heart took a toll on mine Love seems pretentious to me now But even when I fall asleep trying to escape the day I dream of you I fall in love with you all over again It's all too ambiguous and ethereal Causing my incarnadine heart to turn blue