Marilyn Monroe

A breeze was born of cold and golden sun,
To tease the bright seaside promenade.
At caf;, rings on curtains chimed in fun,
Hushing the cicadas' serenade.

The rain came down; the world sank into grey,
A playful wind, as if by chance, drew near,
It caught a white dress, tossed the edge away —
The weightless chiffon edge rose, light and clear.

The girl just blushed, a secret in her gaze,
She playfully winked, her face aglow.
The sun came out — so close, in autumn haze —
Her laugh recalled — Marilyn Monroe.


(Chorus 1)

"Marilyn Monroe!" -
The wind is searching for a tender friend,
Circling around the globe from end to end,
And in each sound, one name is heard aloud:

"Marilyn Monroe!"
Millions of chiffon dresses fill the air,
In all the world, more than a million there,
You're Marilyn — one in a million crowd.

(Interlude)

(Verse 2)
The rain fell down; the world sank into fall,
Sadness grew… a thought flashed into sight:
In seven, eight million years, after all —
The ring will then close in golden light.

All will pass: the rain, and us, and the sun,
Burning its last hydrogen — to decay.
All
[pause]
But not Marilyn — for all has just begun,
From laughter that will not pass away.

(Bridge 4)

(Chorus 2)

Marilyn, you're near — I just close my eyes,
Child's smile, in the mirror, as before.
With red lipstick, left hand — your words arise,
"Don't worry — I'll thrill you evermore!"

From those times you thrill — and I, even to this day
I still feel the breath of Marilyn Monroe —
In a far-off sail, in gossamer threads of grey,
In a late-bloom longing for old picture show.