OCEANARIA
Starry lamps, reflecting in your eyes In the moon-dust my body lies. You lead me to your secret bowers Of cobalt and turquoise-blue flowers. In every fall and swell, There are a million things to tell. But you sing to me in silence. You dance to me in silence. Our timeless conversations flow. Of truths and mysteries we know. You drift me away You ask me to surrender. You lead me deep You lead me far You lead me And I don't ask I simply follow. 14 Jan 2014