Putting things from red to blue,
Hiding the hints of hue
I once thought all I wanted was you
Forgive me, but it was untrue.

Feeling the bones of your face
Every dimension of yours, so deep
Those nights were onto something
Fantasizing while you were dreaming.

Gave you the sign —
Understood yet resigned;
Still in connections
Hust to continue our tradition.

We were always those birds on the wire
As thou were never not mine
Even if I need to cross the line
Just so us, to be fine.