How fair you my sweet onion br Layered, full of spite but mine br How this day without you in past br Regarded flames br Can you hold still and know br Your best taints everything near br A roundness, a beauty, yet br If a goddess allowed br I would trade all lesser botanicals br Once more for your smile br Your jest, your natural pungence br Yellowless world have you br Void of heart, been an opportunist br Let me dive into the tilled soil br With deft toes tear loose br A bit of sky spiralling ever down br Unthread blueness and wispy clouds br Pull them completely in br That all may know how unkind br An unkindness has been br Garden maestro take a bow br Sky you also bow today br For my sweet onion is frayed br Tightly bruised under fine layers br Deglaze yourself my desire br My martyr, my innocent onion br Rest sweetness, dream once morebr br Tailor Bellbr br