My flower so dark
Dull in the light of noon
Afraid that the sun glows better,
Has anyone told you how,
You glow in the mid of night?
That you look like a smiling evil
Trying to change my mind
Sometimes, I’m swept by your charm.
And I lick your sap like a starving marara
Then I cry at the sweetness of it,
When I know it’s poison to me,
And I don’t want to die