San Augustine, Ibiza
I was a pilot, one of the few
The roll-call of duty, uniform blue
The sky we would scramble, the life that we knew,
At angles ten, gaining surprise, to pursue.
I had a lover in whom I’d confide
We shared our passion, in green countryside
We felt the future was with us each day
Lived for the moment, that could slip away.
Oh how I loved her, that warm august night
Slept in the cornfield, under moonlight.
That dawn was the last one we would outgrow
The fates had decided, though we couldn’t know.
Now I’m another, drifter in time
A painter of pictures, a dealer in rhyme
Sailing alone, on the internet sea
Fantasy calls, in the mind of the free.
You just can’t believe it, that’s what they say
And yet I’ve this message, she wrote it today
Alice in wonderland, seeker of fun
Wants gentle and crazy, and I am the one.
Hot and cool, spicy, soft-centred, tough
Playful and caring, may just be enough
She’s got the brains and plenty of guts
Health and good fortune, is calling my bluff.
Honey it’s your turn, to fly through the blue
We’ll pick up the pieces, with this rendezvous
You’re off to the airport, you have to be brief
The angels are smiling, it’s beyond belief.