something is keeping me holding onto
n o t h i n g
and I think it's you
but you've always been a bit of a perfectionist (?)
(kiss me and take wing--flyflyfly to neverland)
will you bring me with you?
- to the mythical gardens of Armida
illusionary enchantments and seductive songs
glittering milky way eyes, bright as the moon
that wanes when I cry for you -
there is no moon t w o night.