Your love be blazing fireworks overhead







A brilliant fireball lighting up my heart







Or is it ashes waiting to be spread,







Ready for the wind to give it depart?








Your eyes glisten like the moon at twilight







And often are they both full of much wit.







Your beauty radiates all your highlight,







But is love love when you give but don't get?











You say one thing, yet action betrays thought.







Can what we feel really be going broad







Like the firefly which can never be caught,







Or is all your love, just another fraud?














Yet the truth can bring no change to my mind,







When I fear that I am already blind.