Songs without Words

azure balloon
take me to my loft
the sunset is my scarf unraveled

I long to partake
in the splendor of the soaring parade
and already, nightfall’s chime strikes –

azure balloon
I must return home

drape over me the translucent aurora gowns
and pierce my lobes with Leonids

to my bosom, clip the medallion of the seven sisters
to my ankles, tie the tinkling bells of distant novae

and do not forget to lead me to the basin
where I may douse my locks
with the cascades of celestial waterfalls

azure balloon
then accompany me
the diva of whim and wonder
as I sing again that song I sing
the anthem of dreams and passions and horrors

darkness sweeps over tender minds
and all hearts fall under my spell