Caroline Lavelle
Dream Of Picasso
tonight I shall sleep with the ghost of picasso
and I'll draw the arms of the city close around us
"that one, he died," I'll tell him
and he'll say:
"so did I, it's no big thing,"
and he'll paint a blue halo round my head
and then he'll slip cool and calm beside me in my bed
and he'll say:
"come on, come on,"
tonight I shall sleep with the knowledge and freedom
that the one who comes will be wanting only me
and when he does, that river will flow across the moon
a silent stream
and he'll tell me that he loves me just the same
and that he's dreamt about me dancing in the falling rain
and he'll say:
"come on, come on,"
From Letras Mania