The haughty flower (Pantoum).
Just because your beauty sets abloom,
You sit amidst the rosy flowers,
I mingle with shadows of darks and loom,
To grow a rose in haughty flower.
You sit amidst the rosy flowers,
And eat up all their stems,
To grow a rose in haughty flower,
And conscience that Phlegms.
And eat up all their stems,
And grow a tummy dense,
And conscience that Phlegms,
But then a heart, cold, intense.
And grow a tummy dense!
Although air filled with haughtiness,
But then a heart, cold, intense,
Being submissive isn't weakness.
Although air filled with haughtiness,
I am filled with resentment; failing love;
Being submissive isn't weakness,
And obduracy grows pride above.
I am filled with resentment; failing love!
The arrogance of love is something mean,
And obduracy grows pride above,
An obdurate love can not win.
The arrogance of love is something mean,
I mingle with shadows of darks and loom,
An obdurate love can not win,
Just because your beauty sets abloom.