Jump Little Children — Lover’s Greed

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What is it in nature which lend sits hand
To the tongues of young wondering lovers in flight
That by the silent boot of a dying word
A scythe was taught to moan and to write

What is it that is left for the blushing cheek
To blink the lips of a blooming rose
When lovers’ eyes as black as summer crows
Picked the blackened rose that they seeked

What has not been taken by a lover’s greed
What then from all the vine and seed
On the fragrant air of spring they feed
They come in swarms of two like me and you
Fattened by the love that they need
What has not been taken by a lvoer’s green

On and on they come
Forever saying I would die witohut you in the chasm of these eyes
Nothing satisfies
Staring into the starry-eyed infinite
Can’t get enough of it
Can’t get enough

Why is it then my pen should stall?
When by your wondous eyes I shake
When we, this world is ours to take
What has not been taken by a lover’s greed