Sunlit Night


Optical illusions floating before my eyes
Hallucengenics working inside my mind
I see gypsies on cloud tops
And hippies in sandals
On a crowded beach.

My how time grows and days fly by
On a windless breeze
Gaze into the looking glass
And tell me what you hear

A rain bow on a sunlit night
A cloud on a clear skyline
Nothing short of special
Turpintine kisses
In a pitch black sky

Angels breathe rabid butterflies my way
Petrol posions my cup of tea
Will the monkeys keep at bay
Or is your father really gay
Can't you see
What it is you are doing to me


fin.

Janine Boon