Pearl
Fantasies loom in nightfalls—
sugar plum fairy, she calls.
You dance in my head, dancer of my dreams,
while I lie in bed where do you exist?
You Magical creature
hidden whence darkness falls,
where without this fantasy calls.
Rainbows travel, water stalls—moving upward like a waterfall.
Calling me still from so far away,
the touch of your magic, a wave of your wand,
creates a whirlwind of desire
with a heat greater than any fire.
Twisting, turning, in une ballet du miel (ballet of honey)
mon bon papillon (my beautiful butterfly)
Beyond my rubicon I would go for you!
Your beauty would drive me there!
Adorable creature, no need to beware,
with the sight of you, I have not a care.
With nothing to lose… Here I go.
You are there… To your love… To believe it.
I must dare it, if I am to receive it.
This is not any Déjà vu, I have known this before.
You make my desire pure.
The signposts lead to you, tired of searching for more.
In you I have found a priceless pearl,
with you god created a perfect girl.
-JMS
