“Girls?” I said with a slight incline of my head
. “Yeah, kinda, it was cool.
. Fair Rose of all seasons;
Long enamored of you,
The sun searches the daytime
Then searches anew,
Vainly hoping to snare you
In his gossamer light. The stars in their towers
All relish the sight
Of your dark eyes gleaming
And the glint of your smile
“Girls?” I said with a slight incline of my head
. “Yeah, kinda, it was cool.
. Fair Rose of all seasons;
Long enamored of you,
The sun searches the daytime
Then searches anew,
Vainly hoping to snare you
In his gossamer light. The stars in their towers
All relish the sight
Of your dark eyes gleaming
And the glint of your smile
“Girls?” I said with a slight incline of my head
. “Yeah, kinda, it was cool.
. Fair Rose of all seasons;
Long enamored of you,
The sun searches the daytime
Then searches anew,
Vainly hoping to snare you
In his gossamer light. The stars in their towers
All relish the sight
Of your dark eyes gleaming
And the glint of your smile
