At First They  Think They Hear A    
   Bird, An Elusive Call They  Can'T  
  Place, And They Will Linger. Lured  
  By The Trills (We Create Synthetic  
  Trills To Saturate And Confuse The  
  Senses)  They Edge Nearer.  Until   
  They  Are Suddenly Too Close. Then  
  Our Full Call In All It'S Majesty,  
  Piercing Them And Enflaming A Fake  
   Love  To   Drench  All   Others!   
                                      
                        
                                      
                        
                                      
  And  Then,  We Quickly  Pull  Away  
  That New Love, And They  Shall  Be  
   Like  Moths,  Searching  For  Any  
  Glimmer,  Anything To Nurture This  
   New And  Fiery Need We  Instilled  
      In     Their      Hearts.