I see sedately
My fantasies seemingly
Take me
Shadowing my fantasies
What was, wasn’t
What was, was you
Suns and moons
But always you
Clearing now, I hear the sound
The sound of you
You’ve followed me
We’re racing there
No place to get to
I wish I knew
I wish you said
I slip in my desire,
And let it take me
Take me to you
By Terre Neesham 2011
