Like a moth, like a moth, Drawn was I to the warmth of your face. And meager hope, restless hope Bound me to wait on cliffs of doubt. Leo did his level-best to distract, to deflect From the sign of my thrashing heart, which kept tenuous time. Doubtless happy light, joyous light Might dare break forth from your magic eyes (even in this dark lonely crowd). Like the grass, like the growth Of earth at spring's inception did I wait to bloom in the sun of your laughter. Happy hours, holy hours Went by as I granted your requests. I am stirred, I am stunned By the gravity of one error; Does it doom me? In my haste, in my hurry I forgot to buy you popcorn.