Red (velvet) ribbon

Caught in the middle of a night and a shade

A girl with a red velvet ribbon dreams

Of a book nobody wrote

Of a song yet to be sung

Of kiss yet to become

As real as she is

Yet as magic as the look in her eyes

Coming her voice from a fairy tale verse

Being her skin as the pale moon in winter

Perhaps it is I the so mentioned dreamer

For something in that wonderful creature amazes

Each and every thought that I weave

And all I certainly know, I can swear

Is this much: Art flows from her heart

Thereby this is my plea, let it be heard,

And let it reach for thy eyes

Dream

Dream again tonight and we will meet

I will see thy red velvet ribbon in the wind

While we seek for the answer,

While we get to remember ourselves