Question myself in the middle of the night
How could I get into your world, full of light
Would a wild hibiscus possibly be seen by knight
In the garden among pretty red roses, out of sight ...
Challenge my wit to solve the solved mystery
It's crystal clear, love story started with misery
Your echoing name would remain always in my diary
Unreciprocated feeling turned strawberry into bitter berry ...
The smile put me in wonder as magically as dandelion
Trapped me in a box of paradoxical sensation
I'd be joyfully your baby queen in my own delusion