The canvas tells Every truth For older are Nights and days And everything in between This canvas rates The coming youth The younger one Hides in their ways Knows all the plays By heart
For aeons And nanos We danced My love The tru-e-st, Queen of night
Various Are the places Of the youth A little slower Walk The older cru In their suits I held you so dearly I held you too long I truly am Compassioned My queen
There are steps to wonder And eye-sides (ice to cover yourself in-to) But love holds the night-white Lighter key