Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Another Song

Picking up hands she says 
As the faceless clock mocks me 
I fear my leader has gone 
And I can't reckon the last time I sailed 
Fearless - 

Can you see the magic ? 
The moment I stepped in to your black picket fences 
I burned them to ashes 
We called it love 
No one understands this rhyme 
Of a locket split and frozen in time 

Conversations running back and forth in our minds 
He heard the music play you see 
Silent in the winter air 

Now left writing fairy tales