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