Cornflower
by David Kraai
Cornflower
Cornflower
Cornflower
Cornflower is made of gold and grace
With eyes that shine in the day
Quiet and sleek, dark and deep
Words only give her away
Cornflower smiles will suck you in
Her kisses you'll never name
With autumn skin like the September sun
And piano keys in her veins
Cornflower
Cornflower
You're my cornflower
And I'm gonna hold you until I die
Cornflower has been to the islands and back
Drunk wine with natives and scribes
She composes in the morning, a drink by her side
And smiles at me when she hides
Cornflower is sweet but the question lurks deep,
"What will the changing seasons bring?"
For she is a breeze that comes and goes
And cornflowers wilt in the spring
Cornflower
Cornflower
You're my cornflower
And I'm gonna hold you until I die
Cornflower
Cornflower
You're my cornflower
And I'm gonna hold you until I die