Palm trees that slope and sway,
blue crystal waters play the shore.
the sun shines here everyday
and hear the numb wind calmly soar.
Birds twitter to their own sounds of glee,
while Eros's love kids bathe in his sea.
Under this merry throng an eye idles inside
a crack small enough for it to hide.
Recoils gently to what he has not seen,
like Heaven on earth this all seems.
The face of love this perfect frame,
yearn what his fiery home has erode,
tears run down from years of shame....
never will he feel their humble abode.
"They don't...
they don't...
they don't see... me"
blue crystal waters play the shore.
the sun shines here everyday
and hear the numb wind calmly soar.
Birds twitter to their own sounds of glee,
while Eros's love kids bathe in his sea.
Under this merry throng an eye idles inside
a crack small enough for it to hide.
Recoils gently to what he has not seen,
like Heaven on earth this all seems.
The face of love this perfect frame,
yearn what his fiery home has erode,
tears run down from years of shame....
never will he feel their humble abode.
"They don't...
they don't...
they don't see... me"