As if snow, the feathers dance,
let me go beyond cool waters
overcoming thoughts and memories
in caressing linen bed sheets
that are sails, this is a ship now, we’re at sea.
You’re the captain, and the breeze
that comes in through the window
lift us up, as we are birds now, you and me,
spreading wings over cool waters,
hear the feathers ruffling memories
to the sails, the linen bed sheets
as the breeze comes through the window,
where the birds torn up the pillow
and the feathers now are flying,
caressing, blessing you and me.
Caressing feathers, as if snow.