Angel's Dress 20th November 1995

Days,
As subtle as the imprint left by an angel's dress.
As soft and sweet as a virgin's caress.
Hints and echoes of light filter through\
Fragile and precious trees of leaves.
Leave behind the world of corners and straight walls.
Fall willingly,
Blissfully,
Into a strange green, glittery, gittery, calming, peaceful waterworld.
Away from the race.
Setting a better pace.
Keeping my own space for a change.

Ship of Sleep 15th June 1996

Ship of sleep
Drift and steal
me away from the
harsh and bleak.
Take me to a land of sleep and dreams.
Deep hue of velvet blue.
Fathomless abyss of watery fantasies and emotional energies.
The navy cool whispers imagined caresses,
as soft as water,
as soft as his words in song.
Ship of sleep,
Take me to the navy cool deep
Where I belong.
Where I can do no wrong
   but only drift, drift, drift ...