A Perfect Sonnet.

Hello. This post is to celebrate the genius that is Bright Eyes- I can listen to them for hours and hours and hours and days and days and yeah weeks.

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers,
And laid entwined together on a bed of clover,
And left there to sleep,
Left there to dream of their happiness. Isn't that lovely? You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black.