The Mistress

She lies in sheets of ice
Wanting John and Yoko
Ted and Sylvia

Her heart is warm
And she has red blood pumping through her veins
Her mind is connected to the hive
But she is a solitary bee

Visited on occasions to be pollinated
Or to access some knowledge
Or share arcane moments.

It wasn't always this way...
But for the last 3 decades
Destiny has played
This repeating game on her.

She walks the windswept Atlantic shore alone
A solitary bird visited on occasions

She dreams of John and Yoko
Ted and Sylvia
Red roses at her doorstep
And flowers by the bed

She has an acute mind
She'd like to share
And a coat of many colours
Which she'd like to wear

She is more than the sum of her parts
More than a roll in the bed
And her soft beating heart

She is a star from a distant Galaxy
She is moonbeams and starlight
All your sunrises and all your sunsets

She is the Alpha and the Omega
And she lies in sheets of ice
Wanting John and Yoko
Ted and Sylvia.