red stained lips,
hair all a mess

oh girl where you going?
I know...
it's so far...

she pranced like a fairy
ready to fly to the moon
slipped on her robe to dash out the door

air all dewy
sky all a fog
darkness had set
she clutched tight to her grog

and suddenly she stopped
stilled in her tracks...

the wind whispered
it blew,
caressed her long neck...

"I'm reminding you of life...
of adventure...
of love...

Remember those days?
My sweet...my dear dove?"