subtle senses from subtle senses by copperplate

as we pass the stage of age and youth
with seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
we've driven like a lonesome muse
to give the season its latest view

as we both cross paths, we often falter

as we pass the stage of age and youth
with seasons' bloom and mellow fruits
there comes a thirst to drift away
i lean on curtained window-panes

as we cross paths, we often falter
while subtle senses are what we're after
it comes and goes in every hour
while subtle senses are what we're after

as we bear the touch of the rosy hue
and here i sit, in my little room
i always think of me and you
comes the time for us to bloom

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