WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GO AWAY FOR THE WEEKEND?
A million spam emails for start, but in amongst them a few gems such as the one from ...
Dawn Jacques.
Dawn runs The Designer House, a soft furnishing business, www.thedesignerhouse.co.uk but in another life is a singer songwriter. Her email included an attachment containing a song we've collaborated on. The words are mine, music and voice Dawn's, have a listen!
http://www.writelink.co.uk/Dreams.mp3
Dreams & Hopes & Wishes
Back in time,
When love was young,
Lying in the sun,
Our bodies twined,
Like twisting vines,
Concealed in bushes,
The river rushes,
It’s song sublime,
Of passioned rhyme
And you say …
Dreams and hopes and wishes,
Dart like little fishes,
Slipping through our fingers,
Fleeting thoughts that linger,
Father deeds that yet to come.
Side by side,
We drift in sleep,
In grasses sweet,
The river flows
Your breathing slows,
I watch your face,
In shadowed space,
Behind your eyes,
There are no lies,
Just signs that say …
Dreams and hopes and wishes,
Dart like little fishes,
Slipping through our fingers,
Fleeting thoughts that linger,
Father deeds that yet to come.
Time moves on,
The wind blows cold,
Your eyes grow old,
Our bodies stiffen,
No longer quicken,
The river waits,
A crossing gate,
But I still find,
That in my mind,
You still say …
Dreams and hopes and wishes,
Dart like little fishes,
Slipping through our fingers,
Fleeting thoughts that linger,
Father deeds that yet to come.
