It's not that I know
How love must feel
But with every little encounter
I realize it's probably surreal
As I look into my heart
I know not why it glows so warm
And feels as beautiful as
The fireflies, when on summer nights
They swarm
The little worlds of love
I dash into as I try find
Someone beautiful body, soul and mind
Are just too tempting
And feel like the warm rays of the sun
But alas I always realize
That in those pink oasis
I almost always overstay my welcome
