You give to me the morning sun that dances in your smile
A flower wild among the stones upon a rocky isle
A lonely wood with hidden paths where we can walk awhile
You lead me by the hand through nights into the waking days
Through swinging gates in mirrored walls and through the midnight haze
Through castles built in sandbox realms in children's yesterdays
You give to me a ragged doll, a puppet on a string
A ride upon a rocking horse, a swallow on the wing
A ribbon trailing from your hair, a red or scarlet thing
You whisk me from a valley deep wherein a black wind blows
And tracks upon the empty sands are hidden by the snows,
And share with me your secret thoughts and steal away my woes
You give to me a silver flute, a whistle on a chain
A drummer boy with dancing feet, a sugar candy cane
A window flushed with foolish tears and pitter-patter rain
You lead me from the crazy streets, beyond the circus towns,
Beyond the smoky memories, beyond the weeping clowns,
Beyond a frozen melody and sorrows that it drowns
You give to me a penny plain to cast upon a dream,
A falling star upon the sky, a bridge across a stream,
A teddy bear with tattered ears and berries dipped in cream
You show me where a rainbow lights upon a liquid land
Where dew drops paint the purple leaves deserted on the sands
On roads of simple wonderment within your tender hands
You give to me in winter's chill your ragged scarf of thread,
A blazing ball of candle wax, a fire dripping red,
And share with me (a rhyming clown) your yearning arms... and bed
You spin me tales of laughter, yes, of laughter on a spree
Of laughter restless in the sky, of laughter running free
Of laughter dancing skipping wildly far beyond the sea
I give to you these careless words, arrayed in broken lines,
Adorned, my love, with tempest winds and teardropp salty brine,
In cups of youthful pa**ion steeped in desolation wine,
And promise I'm forever yours...
if only you'd be mine.