The stars and planets say nothing is new;
The river meanders its way back to the sea
Telling stories of the dragon fly, honey and bee.Gone for long, though far you have come
Carrying your nap sack, beating a drum.
A penny for your thoughts in a jar by the door.
A candle stick left burning after it all.
Call me crazy or daffy, silly or sweet --
I saw you returning one time in my sleep.
Ask the electricians working on the next block;
Love lasts forever, beware of the shock.
The dream sleeping quietly at the foot of your bed
Makes busy itself while whirling round your head.
Til one day it stands beside you -- mirror in the hall
Readies your rain coat, makes the phone call.
I have stood on the dock in the fog of the night,
Paddled my boat round the Isle of Wright,
Returned home and put up water for tea --
Forgotten everything you've ever said to me.
Thinking that would make it all right --
Until, of course, the moon last night.
-bellini
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