visions of her come floating through my mindlike driftwood on an endless, shoreless sea
there is no antidote that i will find
that could deny these dreams their place with me
here in the island twilight i lie still
upon the beaches, watching from the sands
the twinkling stars, her memory sending chills
throughout my trembling heart and shaking hands
i am but a leaf within her hurricane,
my every move a force i can't control
her voice, low thunder rumbling, calls my name
and sends me spinning deep into her soul
but if these winds should cease to carry me
and leave me falling to the world below
i wish that i could end up in your tree
forever held in branches soft and low.
