Prelude To a Scream
You always were the need in me;
You end my hate and misery
When I hear winds starting to sing,
But the chorus serves a prelude to a scream.
You always bring the best out of me.
You pass it like a dowry,
And when I hear you calling in the breeze
My silence serves a prelude to a scream.
Your echo in my mind keeps me hanging;
I know the light has left, but it's still fading.
Dreams tumble; water is cascading,
But I still see the flare and I am wading.
You always were the queen of brevity.
Your dances seem to defy gravity,
And when I think on what will never be,
The silence serves a prelude to a scream.
May no one live to take the best of me.
I'll live and laugh and smile for this dream.
I'll love and I will honor everything,
But if I'm brought to harm, then I will scream.
Dedicated to Laura Pizzini; Rest in peace, my dear friend.
Copyright © Mike Frampton | Year Posted 2010
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