Love in a mist, you get the gist
It’s blue as all true love is
Or becomes
In one way or another.
Brother you smother me.
Why can’t we be in love
And still feel free
To breathe?

Love-in-a-Mist, cute flowers
but soon die, when cut.
Cut this out. No need to shout
I hear you; fear you, in truth.
Your stifling love is too uncouth
for me.

Love in mist, too crowded
when shrouded with
veiled threats.
You can’t live without me?
Honey, try trying.
There’s no point in me lying
- I can’t love you.