Glimmering eyes and gilded hair I gaze upon. You look away for your innocence has Been revealed. Did I take it away from thee? Or did thou take it away from thy self? You tell me to look in the mirror But all I see is a man. How can we see different images Through the same window? I look upon thee and see memories Of another day. Open fields of red and white And yellow and pink And as many shades that are in between, We sit below the stems of Beauty And stare at the sky passing by. I look upon thee and see memories That is captured for another day. Today, the Roses smell Oh so sweet. I know thou adore the Springtime, And the flowers are blooming. One more chance and I can show thee . But the moment is passed And I no longer breathe… Your scent.