bundle of hyacinths - Field Medic

You’re filling up my daydreams

You’re a spiritual salve

I’m dizzy, you’re intoxicating

When I see you I hear bells

So I climb into the attic

Pull the sheet off of the canvas

To paint a picture of your essence

A bundle of hyacinths…

This lighthouse needs a keeper

It goes searching in the night

I saw you grinning from the top sail

Letting the waves act as your guide

I met you at the staircase

With a pink ribbon in your hair

Then I lead you to the ballroom &we danced like

We’d been practicing for years…

You’re a wedding ceremony

Something timeless made of lace

Your music box heart’s always winding

Ringing a smile across your face

So I climb into the attic

Pull the sheet off of the canvas

To paint a picture of your essence

A bundle of hyacinths