The Green Pajamas

 The Elusive Dr. D. 

She comes in through the door
Illuminates the air
Floats above the floor
With midnight in her hair
Then suddenly she's gone
Like a ghost ship on the sea
The elusive Dr. D

I see her in the hall
A glimpse of black-clad leg
My instinct is to crawl
My instinct is to beg
My heart is in my throat
There's weakness in my knees
For the elusive Dr. D

How do I describe
That perfect winter face
The knowledge in her eyes
Those hands of healing grace
I feel The Queen of Heaven
Is looking right at me
The elusive Dr. D

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by Jeff Kelly
C-1997 St. Brigid Publishing