Thinking about R.J.


Don't touch a woman
For she might be gone
To Distant Floating Islands,
Far-off Lands...


And all the things 
Of ordinary life
Won't hold a candle
To that secret world.

So, when it's over
She will search again
For this sensation,
Mesmerizing light...


And will be wandering 
In the Outer Space
Looking for Love
That you can never give.


So, step aside,
Stop your desire tides
And thank the Lord
For keeping you from this.

Let her stay innoncent,
Look at the sky-blue sky,
Think of the rivers
Flowing to the sea

And never know 
The blasting heart of fire.




Autumn 1992