I have a whole field of flowers, an ocean of hue.
All the colors, scentful and sweet, nectar bright and true.
I must choose only one to win her saging sea of mighty blue.
The mind of man is tearfully one, a river of want to the sweet of new.
The fight to never lose, the forever fire of desire to further the beautiful few.
All the colors, scentful and sweet, nectar bright and true.
I must choose only one to win her saging sea of mighty blue.
The mind of man is tearfully one, a river of want to the sweet of new.
The fight to never lose, the forever fire of desire to further the beautiful few.