Know...
Notion without it, as if a happy cost
Sense in a round eye, with a heart to blow
A bouquet of flowers sent from me, never lost

Patience at a wayward eye
To tell the difference, between then and none
Soul to soul, when a remembered why
The coming hour for us, the decision to love

Seemly, taken with roles and intimacy
Today is the rue of sincerity to quell a time
With no mans name, except the one we give it
Reason in fore, arrogance behind us, when worlds cry

Known for a speed of call, the truth we wage
Is a legend onto itself, the curiosity of honored days
To look beyond the boding lip of courage
Until heed is ours forever, for a love that says