Bay Song

Red wood
Red blood
Red blue
You shall listen to me
as long as I listen to you
as long as last to our delight
this rising bright quiet light
over the silver bay

My eyes see no more than my heart does
and my heart feels just like this sight
The pulsing light of a red-and-blue star
(and I wish she would be still burning,
but it would take me light-years to know)

On such a distance from this tiny planet
a few thousand miles should make no difference
but now I can only tell the difference
from the distance within the reach of my arms
to every eternal second my memory can reach

I love all those squirrels I’ve never seen before
and maybe they even love me
when I feed them with slices of warm bread
or yet they just like the bread itself
while I insist in having their love
while I dream to lay down together
and feel the silky fur against my skin
and hear the noisy play
of all those lovely boys and girls
sharing a few depths of water
with a steam that takes me away
that takes me away
that takes me awake