Spin me a Cocoon
Spin me a cocoon for a year or two
or let me crash with waves
on some deserted shore.
Pour me jasmine tea with Napoleons
while breezes romp among
sweet lilac boughs,
then bed me on softest down with a kitten to cuddle,
in a radiant meadow where a sheer, silent rainfall
weeps my tears,
and let me sleep awhile.