The flowers I choose will they blossom,
or will I have the day light,
aren’t they the moon lover that would
love to shine in the brighter night.
I love the day and its light but
I’m falling for the beam and its shine,
the cold breeze and the redness of sun
to the evenings I would call it mine.
It is the choice you can make
and I will tell you what I have felt,
as I love the dim flame from the candle
but also the wax that does melt.