• a knee deep-down water tickling me
    i once lay down there with nobody..

    her hair was dangled but what a picture,
    a stroke, a pose!; who could'nt remember?
    she lay down with somebody but now, no more
    and yet she'll always be my lady in December ever more.
    oh, what's this potential beauty, a bride for me
    but lay across the mists, she was just a lily... sad