Gemini Childe

Though you're not quite seven What is most like Heaven It's the joy that?s found with your arms around Just the right somebody to love Soft rhythms of her feet Soft buckskin next to my cheek Oh, the long hair unbound tumbling down Musical songs without sound Strong magical lines over the land Strange mystical lines on her hands Twin Gemini, split in two Half is for me, half for you Gemini childe Gemini childe, woman grown Lost in a world not her own My midnight friend, split in two Half is for me, half for you Gemini childe (Gemini childe)