Who’s she in view? Sitting pretty there;
I see nothing as far as I can see, but her.
a colossal question for me, now;
What should I believe and what should I avoid?
if I accept that entity as a living being or not?
Or brush aside admitting that, I sleepwalked.
has a far reaching tremor;
Help me come out of this fleeting pleasure.
I’ve spent my life attending your revelries,
never witnessed such a winsome artistry.
Will remain obliged to you for this moment;
She’s like my genesis after years of torment.