the first you
and then I come to you

with a smiling mind
and giggling heart,
full of tender
floating
softness
of glowing dark

quiet flames
play
a sleepy melody

inside
untamed butterflies
everywhere
the scent of angels
on my blanket of feathers
embracing the sweetness
of anticipation

in this gold hue grows
a blooming field

of love for you

 
Prophetess
1981 - ...


Ljóð eftir Prophetess

memory
fright and flight
of time-burner
the first you
where is your head?
where is your heart?
Moody Cow