Diddle

"Diddle"

I encounter no tree

Without wood,

never I espied

a flower without petals.

"Did you ever witnessed

sun, sans a ray?"

I discern of what you'll say,

retort me with, "Nay!"

"Withal, what fashion you

have made over me?"

"Can a heart beat,

unless it caress feel?"

"No!, then why thee bequeath,

this juvenile only besiege,

by dolor and anguish?"

As no birdie can flee,

unless comes the breeze,

she then, unfurl her wings,

takes off with a cheerful shriek.

"So, why did thou leave,

when embraced have ye,

all these realities?
You can't diddle me!"