So bittersweet is this nectar
Dripping from your eyes or lips
Cascading down upon my own
Making a full eclipse

It moves just as it breathes
Vacillating in all respects
So shiny and dull, the screaming, a lull
How well it does reflect

The time it seems to take to see
Is half of what its worth
To live again, so precious yes
The knowledge is the birth