In twilight, as sun sets on my last year,
A message draws my gaze toward the west:
A girl in black proffers to me a test,
A sweet confession whispered in my ear.
A sparrow's heart is beating in my breast:
To think that love from friendship's seed had grown!
A hand to hold, an eye to catch my own,
Tranquility upon a sea of rest.
The heartbeat pacing in its cage of bone
As if to burst forth to its calling twin
Itself calls out, invites a lover in:
Why let her spend another day alone?
But if her mouth should meet mine in a kiss,
Those hearts might burst, o'erfull with newfound bliss.