Hitting On — Stanza 2: The Special Spot

Come, play
Arras and showpieces and balloons
The perfect decoration is conscious of your expression
It fears you can crush it, for the beauty is evident
In you
The reason is evident
The time is evident; and again, continue play;
Fair games that your heart's charmed—that sense eternity
You will stay here as long as life, there is;
Perhaps only death will stop;
And specified to fit exactly; you can, you can see,
In me
Sit in here comfortably, unwind and tell the stories
Of hearts and heartaches and headaches,
Now, marked on stone
It will go beyond one month and forever,
Say you will seize this special spot.