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Just Another Song

They played it over and over again
 the haunting melody with rhythmic interludes
 where time ticks more slowly than the words exude;
it draws me back in time
 when love merged beyond the wine
and every word once spoken
 hums an old theme unbroken;
was it love, was it the alcohol,
 the burning desire enthralled?

Who's to say what was in our hearts
 the inner desire that lit the spark
lasting a moment's song within my head
 that drew me close into your bed.
Just a dream now, a memory burned
 played on the radio turn,
lost in the memories that yearn
 for just another song
of one night's love long gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 12/3/2019 9:41:00 AM
This is great DM, was it love or just the alcohol? Very timely write...many a child was conceived under the influence...same old song...loved this one, well done!
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