Diary of the Mad Woman,

a roadmap of dreams,

a journey into the fog,

and her tears.

Bits and Pieces,

on a winter’s night were sewn,

Bits and Pieces,

cover me up keep me warm.

I want to kiss your sweet lips,

I want to dance with you,

on the Mystic Shores,

of Nova Scotia.

I want to wrap you up,

in my arms,

and give you,

the world’s biggest hug.

One hug leads,

to another,

and,

another.

I will dress you up,

in the stars,

don’t be shy...

you’ll be amazing.

For makeup,

I’ll borrow some magic fog,

from the Bay

of Fundy.

Not too much,

just a touch,

you are illuminated,

I am beguiled.