Yes I cared and I spied,
Your roses to weed out their thorns,
The mistletoes to wipe out betrayal
bonds,
The paths you tread to remove its
slivers,
The hardships of life to end its
shivers...
Yes I cared and I spied,
Your eyes to drink in those shimmering
unshed tears,
Your tenderly loving heart to sponge away
its fears,
Your wounded soul to embalm my love on
uncouth scars,
Your overawed agitated mind soothing its
unkempt wrath...
Yes I cared and I spied,
Your dawns and dusks to instill life's
incandescence,
Your psyche freeing it of this life's
abhorrence,
My love I sinned I dared to spy the air
you breathe,
Endeavouring to free it of the maladies
for your ease,
