Darling

Darling Darling Darling Darling Darling
Now I have looked at this world
Through the prism distorted
And followed those fool rainbows to their ends
Darling
I found not my orchid
And long now for our back yard
With it’s picket fence and pyramid
But wonder
Darling
If there is not so much time between us
Like burnt sugar
No longer sweet but bitter ash
But it is not fire between us just cold time
And the monster I’ve become
From chasing rainbows
And if you look back at me through the prism
To see all the faces I have now
Since last we held
Would you call each one
Darling?
Darling Darling Darling Darling Darling!