Flicker

You looked at me, as you spoke the words of a red rose,
The silence that followed, it cradled, I swallowed,
It could embrace it naturally

And then you opened a gate
It led to a path
Which bloomed as we watched into perfect grass

And naïve I chased you, blinded by petty fantasy,
The power of you, it drifted into me

Desires posed as possibilities in my foolish head
And under your spell I drew the blinds over the red
And I saw white, only white,
Perhaps I diverted my sight to the daylight

Oh I chased you blinded by petty fantasy
The power of you, it drifted into me

And then the light begun to flicker
And under it I begun to wither