Come Floating Gingerly Down

Come floating gingerly down,
Waltz me with a loving kiss
In a circle all around.

Silken folds of wedding gown,
Lacy layered waves of mist,
Come floating gingerly down.

And each mirror will expound,
And each angle will insist,
In a circle all around.

When the soft light has been found,
No last reason to resist,
Come floating gingerly down.

With your hair, my ceiling's crowned,
Each breath closer seals a wish,
In a circle all around.

When the morning light abounds,
Wakes us to a life long tryst,
Come floating gingerly down,
In a circle all around.



(Just Singing, The Courier-Index, December 12, 1985)