Friday, 1 January 2010

Tokyo - The Walls are Creaping In - Will I see Her?

Infinite Spring Falls
Where is my Love?
I know you don’t dwell in the obsidian tower;
I know you don’t dwell among the doves.
I know you don’t dwell among the flowers;

Where I am now, I imagine your face,
Carved of marble and lace.
Eyes of green sapphire breathe of passion.
Our spirits of ascension,
Rise to the occasion.

These are the dreams that I desire.
They sing and dance and feast with exquisite fruits.
I will always be there with magical wings on my feet.
I will fly over the walls of the elegant garden,
Of infinite spring falls.
Where the nymphs and elves gather round.