The Maelstrom

(A lone voice whispers.) In the deepest of silence I always walk Into my own created Maelstrom of Defiance As memories of you Slowly like the winter fog Rolls in and returns With a soft hint of a time That was priceless With a slight shiver Running Down my spine That burns And the air fills with that So familiar pulsating scent Of Chanel N°5 That makes me wilt and pine An imagination mind trick that if I told any doctor Would put me straight into any asylum I then usually feel your presence And visually embrace All those lingering thoughts and images Of everywhere We once went Before our descent From grace When I look in our old silver mirror Where I still see your dark eyes looking back Which carries a hint of your sweet smile I once used to call Heaven sent But when those loving sensations fade And life winds Once more Blows My way Returning me to reality island Just know My twin flame In my Eternal White Room I'll carry you and your name Deep inside Wherever I go For your husky voice Always Always Rides and rules My internal highways Like a reborn Gail In a New Sin City A place I call to try to Forgiveness When Doubt calls And I remember Why I feel so guilty (C) Copyright John Duffy