The Frog

The Frog

Could we but have one moment?
To stand amongst Princes of station
A tension locked in gaze
My words retort to your charm
By the breath of yours at my temple
The synergy of our attraction holds still
That those around are intrigued
By the enrapture of our souls

Bid me adieu, maybe goodbye
Still our eyes fixed in gaze
The halting of our hearts
Sweetens the paucity of time
And may I depart from you
Leaving the the scarlett of my kiss