I still think you’re as blue as summer skies,
And would kiss all the tears in your eyes,
And this may come as a surprise,
But in my heart you still exist.
Your blood smells of roses,
In my dreams we touch noses,
And all the medicine doses,
Can’t drive you away from me.
Someday I’ll decorate your grave,
My heart an empty cave,
Because my grace you did save,
And cause to explode in sparks.