I swept my hair to the side br and looked at you in your eyes br the grey foam sea just behind br the black and depth words you sigh br br i wrapped my hair around my shoulder br heart as empty, getting colder br wishing i would not grow older br beauty in the eye of the beholder br br in your eyes i saw my reflection br knowing i had your affection br without a thought, i had not br reason to believe i had imperfection br br i cannot clasp my fists tight enough br close my eyes shut enough br whisper softly enough br kiss you light enough br br i cannot cry hard enough br speak weakly enough br render your breath warm enough br delicately love you br br i wrapped my collar against my neck br and looked up at Big Ben br the morning was about to break br when i turned from you: a great mistake br br i put my hands in my pockets br i had slid them through an electric socket br i could hear the very Tower Clock tick br with no reason to believe i had imperfection br br i wrapped my hair around my shoulder br heart as empty, getting colder br wishing i would not grow older br beauty in the eye of the beholder br br without a thought, i had not br reason to believe i had imperfectionbr br Annie Cordelia Adamsbr br