My Love--
My Love
Deep into that darkness, kissing
As I open mine eyes it was missing
My Love
It should have been there
Seems though it didn't matter you don't care
Back into my memories treasuring
My mind always strays to storms
My Love
The lonely lover leaving
It was thieving, disbelieving, heaving!
Still is cleaving, still is cleaving
That moment my soul grew romance
I crave the silent, sweet sweep
Alas my sweetness Sleep, sleep, sleep!
4/23/19
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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