A Kiss For Your Travels

for Vanessa—once again
inspired by the poems “The Morning is full” and “The Dead Woman” by pablo neruda

This morning’s full of storm
In the midst of an Indian Summer
Oh how the memory lingers on and on…..
Of your voice ringing soft and warm
Orchestral and divine
Reminding us of a time gone by……

Now hush pretty baby don’t cry
I’ll wipe this lone tear from your eye
Here’s a kiss for your travels
And a song for your lips
Hush pretty baby don’t cry

Do you believe in the mates of the soul?
The missing part of the whole
Rare and still harder to hold on to…
Oh Vanessa tell me what will I do?
Without someone who sees me like you?
Deeply, madly and true

Now hush pretty baby don’t cry
I’ll wipe this lone tear from your eye
Here’s a kiss for your travels
And a song for your lips
So Hush pretty baby don’t cry

Now farewell my sweet orphan child
Lost and just a little bit wild
Raise a glass to the unreconciled …
How I long to walk there where you sleep
Share in your dreams all mysterious and deep
But I must go on living you see….

So hush pretty baby don’t cry
I’ll song you this soft lullabye
Here’s a song for your travels
And a kiss for your lips
So Hush pretty baby don’t cry
Don’t cry