Have I posted it before?

Anyway it's my favourite one.

Confession
To K.’s eyes


You know, cutting onions smells perfume to the knife,
You know, your lips can be doormats if you love.
You know, the morning Sun’s the Moon’s wife,
You know, I feel sleepy watching a sleeping dove.

I know the cannibals would boil each other for you,
I know you’re the prize, love’s Monopoly.
I know being bought hurts the flower too,
I know my heart’s a tram running on an ECG.

You know, there’s no letter K in Chinese,
You know, one billion people walk sadly in the Sun’s ray,
You know my furniture’s yellow as cheese.

But I buy blue Pall Mall every single day.