love comes dancing ...
love comes dancing from the stars
in slippers of golden light
and hovers nearby
and builds a garden with vines
that wind around the lovers
in the bed
these are the ones –
the ones you watch and admire
ghosts of your past
strangers from strange lands
with sunburnt faces and calloused hands
and accusing eyes
because
you are the one alone
the sole survivor of the kidnapping
and a hundred million murders
you
you are the one with hands dancing across your skin
catching a blemish here and an old wound there
searching for love’s moment
sudden and direct
there and there and then gone
in slippers of golden light
and hovers nearby
and builds a garden with vines
that wind around the lovers
in the bed
these are the ones –
the ones you watch and admire
ghosts of your past
strangers from strange lands
with sunburnt faces and calloused hands
and accusing eyes
because
you are the one alone
the sole survivor of the kidnapping
and a hundred million murders
you
you are the one with hands dancing across your skin
catching a blemish here and an old wound there
searching for love’s moment
sudden and direct
there and there and then gone
