| It started with a dedication | |
| 'Lost in admiration - happy birthday - I'm forever yours - Blossom' | |
| Faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies | |
| I smiled surprised at how when flickered through | |
| The wings flew by spelled out my name | |
| Six months went by the summer lost | |
| Obsessively the letters dropped into my life | |
| The same soft blood smooth flowing hand | |
| 'Please try to understand - I have to see you - have to feel you - | |
| Tell you all the ways I need you - yours forever in love' | |
| Strange attraction spreads its wings | |
| It varies but the smallest things | |
| You never know how anything will change | |
| Strange attraction spreads its wings | |
| And alters but the smallest things | |
| You never know how anything will fade | |
| The year grew old incessantly | |
| She wrote to me she'd started smoking poetry | |
| I laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase | |
| She'd pulled me in, I answered her | |
| A Christmas card in sepia | |
| Arranging when and where | |
| And how the two of us should meet | |
| Her opening so well prepared | |
| A nervous smile | |
| I couldn't take my eyes from her | |
| She whispered 'Can I use some of your lipstick?' | |
| It was perfect, so believable | |
| I couldn't help but feel that it was real | |
| And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms | |
| Strange attraction spreads its wings | |
| It varies but the smallest things | |
| You never know how anything will change | |
| Strange attraction spreads its wings | |
| And alters but the smallest things | |
| You never know how anything will fade | |
| So alone into the cold new year without another word from her | |
| I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring | |
| But weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came | |
| And with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same | |
| 'I'm sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination - | |
| I was sure you'd be the one but I was wrong - | |
| It seems reality destroys our dreams - I won't forget you - Blossom' | |
| Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes | |
| Strange attraction spreads its wings | |
| It varies but the smallest things | |
| You never know how anything will change | |
| Strange attraction spreads its wings | |
| And alters but the smallest things | |
| And you never know | |
| And you never know | |
| And you never know |
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