Crystal Springs

In the crystal springs
A midsummer’s dream
Up and over the gates
Where rhododendrons ring
Under serpens skies
Filled with dragonflies
Love-in-idleness collects
Around your eyes
The cicadas hum
They’re in love with everyone
The water runs
Under weeping willow trees
With a pocketknife
Two names inscribed
You could hold it to my throat
You could take my life
Oh, when you call my name
I can feel you
In my veins
Oh, when you make me cry
I feel helpless
There’s nothing like it I feel helpless
There’s nothing like it In the crystal springs
A midsummer’s dream
An easy melody
That can’t be ignored
Can’t be transcribed
Can’t be written down
That can’t be denied