See?

                                  I couldn’t wait to run to you                                      To tell what I had done                                  For years I’ve always come to you                                   With tears and of course for fun                                     So up I trot to blather out                                       My pleasure and delight                               But your eyes cast forth a pall of doubt                                     Over all that had gone right                                    Who knows the time or genesis                                    When my pleasure needed yours?                                     Or when I went to measure it                                     Found you the cup that pours?                                   So with that glance it flew away                                         This evanescent plum                                    Crestfallen then, I turned away                                      Not sure of what would come                                      I drifted off to contemplate                                        My silly childish rite                                      How empty was my inner fete                                       Without your luscious bite                                   But as I walked I felt your hand                                      My feet then lost their way                                 You turned me toward the softened sky                                    Of a face where love found play                                     Oh simple is the taste of man                                      To fears of which he dreads                                    And carrion dish a feast for man                                        Inventions that he weds                                     The tangency of hand to hand                                     Draws higher now heart’s kite                                    Brightening hue on darkened land                                     And loosing childlike flight.