‘Act of Kindness’ extract from ‘Is It Today?’ LIVE featuring Linnea Sage as Harriet-Jacqui Furl due out late Summer 2020.

The Blue Pool

A young man sipped limoncello, in a bar in the village square,
He was lonely and heartbroken, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with sorrow, he felt twisted and torn inside,
When a waitress in a black dress, came and whispered as he cried,
‘Do you know there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain streams?
Meet me by there, close to twilight, and I’ll conjure up your wildest dreams.

Come to the blue pool, and we’ll dance in my fountain of love,
We’ll kiss and cuddle, then I’ll show you what dreams are made of.’
Well, her brown eyes burned with passion, her red lips glowed so bright,
That the man’s mind moiled in torment, while his heart craved for the night.

Also, it was rumoured, in the valley far & wide, that a dark girl with a black curl, Kept a secret deep inside.

For who knows what secret lay deep in her heart,
Was her soft kiss pure magic, or tragic; to tear his soul apart?

*****
The young man climbed the stone steps, above the netted lemon grove,
Driven by his deep desire, to reveal the girl’s treasure trove.
The hill path turned to rubble, the night breeze blew so cool,
As the blue girl lay in waiting, for her solitary fool.
He found her bathed in moonlight, on a boulder by the waterfall,
As the blue pool cast a sparkle, where there was no light at all.

The young man was beguiled, by the girl’s kiss, deep and slow,
Why the boy fell for her witchcraft, only he will ever know.

Also, it was rumoured in the valley far and wide, that the girl with eyes cruel,
Kept a secret deep inside.

‘Swim in my blue pool, and we’ll dance in my fountain of love,
We’ll kiss and cuddle, then I’ll show you what dreams are made of.’

Well, her blue eyes, they entranced him, her lips froze with delight,
As the young man stripped his clothes off, and he dived into the night.
Blue light spread around him, sparkling ice lit up his skin,
And a dark patch spread like blue ink, taking his lost soul within.

For who knows what secret lay deep in her heart,
Was her cold kiss pure magic, or tragic: to tear his life apart?
*****
A young man sipped an espresso, in a café in the village square,
He was hopelessly romantic, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with passion, he felt hungry and bold inside,
When the waitress in the black dress, came and whispered as she lied,
‘Do you know, there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain streams?
Meet me by there, close to twilight, and I’ll conjure up your wildest dreams.’

‘Come to the blue pool, and we’ll dance in my fountain of love,
We’ll kiss and cuddle, then I’ll show you what dreams are made of.’

Well, her green eyes burned with passion, her lips shimmered with light,
As the young man lost his senses, and he dived into the night.