Take Me Home
A poison cascades
As moonlight serenades
A heart left rendered
A love left tendered
Sail the lonely trails
Of pale faces and ails
Listen to my voice
Let it not be white noise
A gift delivered
A romance slivered
Just take me home
To oblivion I might roam
I greet the solitude
With gracious gratitude
I may walk alone
For a bevy of sins I must atone
Take me home...
To oblivion I roam...
Take me home...
To oblivion I roam...
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2019
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