Hazel blue anemone
In a little seaside cave...

A silver caravan of nocturnal gods
They float in silent procession...

Holding your memory dear in the harvest moon...
To cross dark meadows in pale light glowing...

Blue electric flame, working its magic,
Violet energy, burning like a phosphorescent...

In Crystal Depths
In crystal depths as dark as night...

Time sends its vapors across the sapphire sky,
So sad, so real, in this blue moment...

Voices scream across a red video sunset,
We've left our ocean behind with no regret...

Hurricane spins in a churning sea
Storm driven winds across the depths...

Stars burning in the vault of the sky
Violet-tinged In my Winter season...

To walk down country roads during Spring's...
Neath the serene light of April's full moon...

In the realm of the king,
His sign, the crescent moon and Mars...

Silent shades of sapphire smoothness,
Smiling from shadowy corners, lies Mari-Ann...