Like a kiss, soft, and wild with the delicate steps of petals fallen in a stream
This swirling ballerina turns in faint and sighing grandeur
Across the floor to me
A monarch plays the violin to a summer's afternoon
Whilst quietly the earthworm adores the soil in winter's sparkling gloom
It breaks away, growing as the flowers do

A thunderhead embraces his enraptured lover
And kisses with a gale that also makes the cattails shudder
His tears cannot, as he proclaims his love, be held with lightning back;
They fondly dance into an open window
And fondly dance with mine

Our eyelashes weaken with a weight that is sweet and fine,
And this feels like frogs and spiders in the sweet outside
Tell me why world, unfathomable and good,
The beauty of everything is infinite and cruel

An airplane, a puppet, an orange, a spoon,
A window, and outside
Stars and the moon