I want to be with you,

my dreamy tender girl,

through wistful nostalgia for

all that is hidden and lost

from times gone but

present living still.

 

I love you ever and even more

as memory sits with fantasy

and creates this place of love

where I want to be embraced,

across time and in the perfume

of this longing place.

 

Sit with me and hold my hand,

and speak of desire bold and strong,

and take me with you tenderly

through the darling streets

of this our place where we belong,

of this our world, my dreamy one.

 

19/2/2017