A SPRIG OF YELLOW PAINTERLY ORCHIDS copyright by Michael Forbus Love, Love, Love i wish to be the air you breathe love that floods your every cell revitalising you, cheering you up every second of your life i love like the rush of the Nile, Yangtze - listen, listen to this lovelorn heart, holding on, letting go, holding on with such tenacity to the hope of every lovelorn night an eclipse helps distill my love for you, seals your charms, allure from the craving prying eyes of world, precipitates that momentuous silhouette, escapade for me and you sun and moon, yin and yang to be totally absorbed in bliss, in each other love, love, love if only i could be the only star to win your fancy for that sparkling while heaven the world would become JOHN TOOCHANG