Her need, her dream, my southern love's,
to walk once more the crystal sand,
and lead the sun toward winter’s end
Returning east, she sings my blood,
leaves Riojan wine on my tongue,
her breath of spring and tangerines
Bright northern star did fail its quest,
to hold her fast in autumn's mist,
so now she runs, runs to me in ev’ning
Westerly, her eyes turn to sunset gold,
and so my heart stands where it never left,
in summer’s azure glow, and new beginnings
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 5:07 PM UTC
Her need, her dream, my southern love's,
to walk once more the crystal sand,
and lead the sun toward winter’s end
Returning east, she sings my blood,
leaves Riojan wine on my tongue,
her breath of spring and tangerines
Bright northern star did fail its quest,
to hold her fast in autumn's mist,
so now she runs, runs to me in ev’ning
Westerly, her eyes turn to sunset gold,
and so my heart stands where it never left,
in summer’s azure glow, and new beginnings
