Cherry Wine (The Time I Saw You Last Year)

In your cherry eyes, and your blossoming cheeks
And your lips like rose petals opening in weeks
And your cherry wine kiss sent in an envelope
That I received and held with hope
That I'd see you again this year

With your cherry eyes, in your silver face
And your clothes robed in pure, white lace
And your perfume around your neck
That I smelt and fell into a wreck
The time I last saw you, last year

In your cherry eyes, and charcoal pen never the drier
In your poetry letters, written with ice and fire
Written of your highway blues, and your saddened complexion
From when we had that holy connection
The time I saw you, just last year

When from your cherry eyes, your warm salt tears fall
Like of the princess refugee taken from the ball
And your head tilted back, held last by me
And your tragic sighs, and forlorn body
Since the time I saw you last year

In your cherry eyes, with your words lost at sea
From your unpublished books that none will ever see
And your lines scrawled out, sprawled out on the page
Who'll never love, who'll never learn, and who'll never age
Since the time I saw you that last year

And your wilted flower crown, so tragic and true
With each petal slipping away on the day we rue
And your cherry eyes too, are now beyond me
And each fragrance you once wielded to sunder me
Around this time, when I saw you last year
And each word of each letter with which you bested me
And your body like the moon in the sky of the sea
And your love like the night in the celestial trees
And I'll hold them all with me, beyond tonight and these treaties
Until the day I see you again this year