I ponder in the bottom of the garden
In white robes
Fresh out of bed
I bend down to the floor to see in the ponds reflection
A droplet of blood
And I feared this moment may and would happen
And you are at the other side of the building
I cant shout your name
And it seems more of a shame that the white robes will be sodden
Down falls the rain into the garden
You had a long list of things to do for the day
And didn’t want to be disturbed in anyway
For I fear that regret may travel this way
People say I look like I’m blooming
And you give me that look every morning
That makes me believe we are in love.
No body ever gave me that look
For I have never encountered that look before
And now I’ve slowly fallen to the floor
I’m not sure where you are.
