Where dear spirits meet, in the depth of the night,
The heart of the forest: its eyes shine bright
The ghost sets off on its ribbon-eel route
With a foxfire entourage in pearly pursuit.
Glimpse binary stars, if you squint and see,
It growing somehow plumper, mellifluously.
It moves like a wisp, with the light touch of love,
Such an earnest forest dove.
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The ribbon-eeeleed phantasmagoria keened mellifluously
Growing somehow plumper as it neared the antiquated tree
Passing through it to the heart of the forest, followed closely
By the pearly pursuit of its ephemeral foxfire entreeage.
The black grapes were but the image of an afterthought.
smoke plume ghost from a cigar
speech splume bubble speaking love
spinner-breaching follows stars
such earnest forest doves
I'm a droplet
I'm a ghost
I'm the one you love the most
Invisible like the atmosphere
Spatial, maple, so unclear
You told me my eyes shine bright, shine bright
I come out with the stars at night
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associations:
Hippie ghost-town (spotted in woodstock)
Wisp
Love's wisp (visiting you)
Pure de-light (the ghost of de light?)
(You can only see me when the stars align)
squint your eyes
to glimpse binary stars
atop bubbles divide
it is only with the heart that one can see rightly
so listen to the forest, speak truly,
and you won't be ghostin'
The ghost of delight
In the depth of the forest, in the depth of the night,
its eyes shine brightly if you line up just right.
Glimpse binary stars, if you squint and see,
It growing somehow plumper as it nears the antiquated tree.
It moves like a wisp, with the light touch of love,
Such an earnest forest dove.
Squint your eyes to glimpse binary stars
Smoke splumes speaking love
Such earnest forest doves
Invisible like the atmosphere
Spatial, maple, so unclear
You told me my eyes shine bright, shine bright
I come out with the stars at night
The ribbon-eeeleed phantasmagoria keened mellifluously
Passing through to the heart of the forest, followed closely
By the pearly pursuit of its ephemeral foxfire entreeage
In the heart of the forest,
when the stars align,
my eyes shine bright
in pure de-light
by the pearly pursuit
of my ephemeral foxfire entreeage
speaking love
such earnest forest doves
I'm a ghost
Growing somehow plumper
I'm the one you love the most