• Such gorgeous wing, with vibrant colour
    You really are a sight to behold
    Though I could stand in your beauty
    and admire you 'til I grow old

    I feel such empty gazing is unhealthy
    So I'll gather myself and make my leave
    I'm sure you don't need me anyway
    You've got your flowers in this world you weaved

    Why ever would you need the company
    of such an unbecoming passer-by?
    Surely you'll find someone to chase you as you wish.

    But never I.