Rococo Zephyr

She lay beside me Like a branch from a tender willow tree I was as still As still as a river could be When a rococo zephyr swept over Her and me She watched the water ripple, ripple, ripple, ripple light Light watched the water ripple, ripple, ripple, ripple she I did some kind of dance Jaunty as a bee I tried to look my best A finch in wild mint vest A fiercer force had wrenched her From where she used to be I caught and caressed the length of her A tender willow branch floating on me Well, maybe this was all Was all that meant to be Maybe this is all Is all that meant to be A rococo zephyr crept up And stepped over her and me Well, I used to be sort of blind Now I can sort of see Well, I used to be sort of blind Now I can sort of see