sweet ignorance

Admit me love
to the paradise of which
I hadn't bothered to dream

How snugly was I wrapped
in the feeble warmth
of the yellow star

To not have noticed
to have been oblivious
secure and unnaturally brave

Then came an eclipse,
swallowing me whole
Alas
all is lost, Again.

Mood in Music-(Ironically)- Sunrise Norah Jones