Sketching Jardin des Plantes

A pair of love birds
Sang to each other –
While I painted water-coloured
peonies in the park
I know not of what a lovebird sings;
I suppose they sing of so many things;
But surely, they sing mostly of
Lovebird love
Love, love

Hmmm whoooo
Hmm hmmm

Water weeps upon thy paper
Flowers appear inside the vapours
Beauty is garden in an ancient city
Beauty is a world outside pity:
I don’t belong; I don’t belong

My brush blends harmony and hues
Notes arranged orange, yellow, and blue
Birds above oh they whistle and coo
Birds above oh, they whistle coo

Ahhh blue sound
Ahhh blue sound

Love, love, love, love