For the honey - lo!- came bitter,
and as the Beat of Us-
Heart - Charges On

We wondered - each - to the Other
How - do we - wait for
You - who have give and-

take- as the Breeze-
whispers past yet-
all that's being Heard-

is of this Frozen-
Caught in Tresses-
Believing that - You-

Would arrive-
at the Bugle's Cry-
of - Victory.

Yet past - This -
the little Ladybug-
and i - we -

Live ever - for
it too traipses off!-
amidst brushes and bushes,

not - wanting to -
fall in - to the
Lie of - Painting.