© Paul Viel 2002

Between Sunshine and Moonbeams

 

There is a shadow of gold

In a place where nothing is as it seems

Where the green grass grows witches

And the witches grow dreams

 

Dreams of a new life

Life without fear

She touches like heaven

And  green sea foam beer

 

Soft as the velvet

That grows on the trees

Whispering truth

Like the cool evening breeze

 

Lay with me lady

Bring all my true dreams

To violet completion

Between sunshine and moonbeams

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