We meet at the corner store after crocus rain
He brings me lilies gathered up the meadow lane
But I am fuschia through & through & through
I’m fresh from an evening swim in the lilac moon
Sun lights on waterfall, my hair so golden loose
I sing - he only hears the honey in my voice
He never sees the sadness in my winter eyes
Persephone Persephone
Goddess of the underworld
Goddess of the gorgeous spring
Going down down down
Down to the man in the midnight hall
Down to the lord of your sorrow
Down to the owner of your heart
We drink sangria at the Golden Dragon Room
You tell me April days of dreams to come
We stroll the streets in early morning mist
I’m somewhere else with one I can’t resist
I’ll tell you of my mother behind the garden wall
& how she sells her fairest flowers in the fall
You never see the sadness in my winter eyes...chorus
For just a while you want to ride beside
But can you come where all my darkness lies?
The pomegranate wine is heavy-slow
A place you cannot follow... I must go
Dark my love, dark as a fresh-dug grave
You love my breezy smile my flower grace
You drown.... in the wells of my winter eyes... chorus
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