Snowed in Natures house arrest Warm cider Picture perfect Kind of day

My dearest I have seen you in my dreams Could you be loved Allow me to introduce you To the love deep inside of me

No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain

My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates

Perfection Cheap Broken sunglasses Always So true Aint it as factual

The river has run dry No fruit upon the vine Creatures abounding in the heat, caves and valleys discreet Nothing left to do

Jestures of love And light Lights of Twilight Moonlit nights

Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens

Oil leaks and elbow grease Men at work Tuesdays through the week Thursday eve comes Birthing of Fridays oblique

angel mermaid lost at sea one day she will be back visiting the sailors’ dreams she was beautiful

Big and beautiful dreams picture perfect reality of the heart and mind Alive in fantasy In the morning sunshine

Softly rumbling in the dark distan… The midnight coal train Moans Coltrane Slowly growing closer Louder second by second

Growing tired As the sun dips into the sea Growing tired Autumn leaves Falling from the trees