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
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