Only For You
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The deepest love I’ve ever known
Was undercooked and overblown,
And when that bird had finally flown
She left behind a haunting moan.A moan that filled the empty air
Fooled me to thinking she was there,
Reciting Proust and Baudelaire
While she combed her hazel hair.Where once she used to dance before the mirror
Where once we used to talk till after three,
Where now the mirror fails my deep reflection
For it can’t show the way things used to be.The deepest love I’ve ever felt
Was mispronounced and badly spelt,
Beyond the good and evil belt
Her laughter led my heart to melt.But molten rock does turn to stone
Just as the flesh will fade to bone,
“Will you read awhile when we’re alone?”
“Only for you” I hear her moan.Where once she used to dance before the mirror
Where once we used to talk till after three,
Where now the mirror fails my deep reflection
For it can’t show the way things used to be.The deepest love, I reminisce
Was in her warm and tender kiss,
Her violet voice a perfect bliss
When she called out “Mon Aramis”.The deepest love I’ve ever known
Was undercooked and overblown,
And when that bird had finally flown
She left behind a haunting moan.Where once she used to dance before the mirror
Where once we used to talk till after three,
Where now the mirror fails my deep reflection
For it can’t show the way things used to be.
