voyager in long riddles
words shining like a gem
in my foolhardy scheme
maze and amazing puzzles...
Iam dreaming a story
our intimate diary
playing fugue and melody
fingers wine and satin
on the tender of your skin
I love you,morning green
red blossom and polar white
spirit of light...
easter island so close
my secret purpose...
touching my soul
with a fragment of star
vibrato,the whole
our violin in tune
the door ajar
mild of a dune...
beyond the sands of time
brushing your lands and lime
sumertime sunday
to the next journey
sensitive murmuring dawn
over the moon and warm alone...