I stand on the
precipice
Between love and
all things in betweenAm I blessed with Aphrodite’s kiss?
Has cupid reconciled I with thee?
Or am I making stars of fireflies?
And seeing things that are not there
Love tends to dance with lies
And give false hope without a care
I know not what I feel for you
But there’s no mistaking this new thought
Thought love it often misconstrued
And many a tale hath come to nought
The day I knew that love was worthwhile
Was the day I made you smile