Inamorata

Can it be so real all within the hour

Hope in her, not fear, within her lies a power

Recall the beginning with a back dive she went in

I knew at that moment I was to play the violin

So where is the fault in this design am I to find out later?

To see her chasing after me without a flaw to evade her

I cannot say that she be we

Not to mention destiny

Apples and peaches I feel so gay

All of this beauty mashed into one

Never before has this tune been sung

No one can say she’s not one in a million

Even half of her half is the sum of quadrillion

Toast to the green surrounding the black

Even the viola tattooed on her back

Perhaps its a dream that past yesterday

Eat the fruit of the tree and I am alive on this day

Repulsive and putrid she must let me go

Even so let her know

Zealous you are a gem aglow

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