As dark as the night
As light as the day
He seeks the words
With which to say
Let the play begin
Release the sin
She introduced him
To beautiful things
Why wouldn't he
Believe the beauty
Was in her body
The enchantment
Within her mind
Be kind to yourself
The book of habits
States on its pages
Rages of time remind
His once sensitive side
Of oceans and flowers
Power unrequited love
He now contemplates
The healthiness, or the
Otherwise of obsession
Her intentions unknown
Shown then so fleetingly
Her greeting is sin free
Believing their self to be
Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust