I BID THEE TO COME WITH ME
INTO THIS MY SCENE OF IMAGERY.
WE SHALL TRAVEL TO THE MOON
AND FROM THIS HEIGHT I SHALL SWOON
UNTO THEE WITH SONG BIRD TUNE.
WE’LL HAVE A PICNIC BY A CRYSTAL LAKE
AND FINISH IT OFF WITH CHOCOLATE CAKE.
WE’LL SWIM AND SUN UPON THE SHORE,
ALL OF OUR WORLDLY CARES,
WE SHALL IGNORE.
THEN FLY WE OFF INTO THE EAST
PARTAKING OF A SULTAN’S FEAST.
DANCING THE HOURS AWAY
WITH OUR HEARTS SO LIGHT
AND OUR SPIRITS GAY.
IN A PALACE WE’LL SLEEP THAT NIGHT
DREAMING UP OUR FUTURES DELIGHT.
BUT ONLY IF YOU WILL COME WITH ME
INTO THIS MY WORLD OF IMAGERY.
