That moment, then, I felt it grow.
But it was never watered, so
I thought that it had died.
But drops, they came, and things, they grew--
Hard ground gave way to something new
And every moment close to you
Made something shake inside.
Within the seven sins, I thought
I'd find the answer that I sought
To tell me why just one touch brought
Aches I know nothing of.
But suddenly, I find my heart
Following blindly what it ought
To know is just a trick and not
A symptom of real love