Foolish Little Dream

I am Lovely and Lonely and I Belong Deeply To Myself


You can’t sleep

Me  neither

Lets not sleep together

Come walk with me

Under the trees

On this hot summer night

The Moon is full

The stars, well

They waltz with

The Moon

In the midnight sky

Take my hand and

Waltz with me

Under the trees with

The fireflies and crickets

Let the soft breeze

Caress everywhere lips can touch

Breath tender words and desire

Slip into my stillness

Dance with me

Under the trees

My heart whispers sweet secrets

To the Gypsy Moon

They know my name, the moon

And stars and speak

It with delight

I am the dream

The means by which

You may enter

Under the trees

Come this way, come this way

We have opened the locks

Of time and space

The night is endless

And dreams are true

There is nothing old

There is nothing dead

The wheels of time

Turn back again

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