Perfume
Cut and
scared Blue and White
Stretched and twisted
Twelve birds circling
Trees bare
rolling hills
Ice floating
worms sleeping
Traps all set gnomes watching
Passing being
passed
A house a
dream on the mountainside
North then East
the gale blows
She smiles and loves the Eef
I so analytical
elusive charming
Thoughts of the Blue Room
When she first
smiled
I the storm
she the rainbow
We the birds rosella
Red and Blue
The Blue room the Eef we
afraid
She so beautiful I
is becoming
Alone together tears
and smiling
Bodice and
lace Blue and White
Trusting longing hoping
Across great seas
a voice is heard
For a moment perhaps forever
Alone is
forgotten
I the teacher
She the philosopher
Eager minds
learning gazing
Heart palpitating
Lessons
prepared
The Eef is aware
She the accomplice
I on the
promenade
We the lover the
traveler
I is safe in
the cocoon
Gliding
across mountains and
dreams
Above the
angst
We in a panic fearful uncertain
A ghost
Invisible
She peers at
the life of her friends
They cannot
see
The Eef gives a
sigh
So alone so not
With highlights and
lowlights
Sparkles stars and
dreams
Intrigue beautiful elusive
Electricity
arcing memories flooding
The sound of a voice in a
dream
She is not alone
A secret
hidden not from she