He asked her if she’d marry him
And she said, “sorry, no –”
The sun went down upon the beach
And he stood up to go
For this is love: it is the leap
With no hope of protection —
And sunset rainbows lovely are,
But cannot change
Rejection
He asked her if she’d marry him
And she said, “sorry, no –”
The sun went down upon the beach
And he stood up to go
For this is love: it is the leap
With no hope of protection —
And sunset rainbows lovely are,
But cannot change
Rejection
Oh.. how sad, but so well-written!