Dark Starlight Sunshine

Echo's through the breeze entertains proverb
Whispering softly in the timeline of space
Working leftover wickedness in lusting grace
While the trepidation of laughter screams
why why why you tink tank...
Because your eyes are red within the trowes
Envy withers when your smile is in the near
For solice leaves in the wonder of tomorrow
And the gates of envy last more than season
Yet in your dark length my desire stirs more
More than a leopard can dance a jig in tune
For you taught me how to sing true in June
I love you April moving to the breeze again.
Yes yes yes you little ice cube