I configured the scattered glass shards
were all pieces of your heart
triangulated like lemon seeds
in a perpetual poppy pleated case.
If the wind should blow you in my direction
one must remember to overcome
all thoughts of suicide to decide
that levitating in reclusive rooms
shall do no one of any service.
Try to please your eager mind
for a mild tune of stressless romance,
partake in fantasy,
catch the eyes of a prince.
You can summon anyone you wish.