Lost in music
gone far far away
in the bottle
of forgetting
and remembering.
Letters blowing
in the wind.
Fragments, notes
trigger memories
of hope and sand
in my eyes.
A moondance
promise over
dusty horizon,
sunset drinks
glisten night
into all it is
promised to be.
You and I
and the fantasy
of music
until we die.
You and I
dancing,
twisting naked
in the bare villa,
drunk and blind –
Love, love, love,
drink and dance
for tomorrow
we shall die.