Andrew Crisci Poet Lyric

The Mystic Eyes Of Megan

The mystic eyes of Megan , not sad!
 paint life in in blue in blue and grey,
no sunlight breaks through my cloudy day;  
our footprints are erased 
by a drifting breeze that
even dissolves the thoughts
we wrote on the sand tune
with childish joy and delight,
while we hummed a tune,
feeling mellow, not sad!

We resemble dry leaves falling from
a shading tree branch,
standing over the quite ranch; 
does anyone catch them
to remind us of Autumn,
and comfort the goldfinch 
waiting for her three days in vain:,
he has lost his soulmate.
Don't run from me again,
don't be more cruel than fate!

The mystic eyes of Megan paint life in blue and grey,
ditch your useless monotony, brighten your day;
I have been  patient enough
to take what I don't deserve.
I have been too kind, I often laugh, 
hiding my anger I like to unnerve!

I'm that lover who satisfies all desires,
be forever true, never cheat on me;
this beautiful thing that thrills us
is simply called love, honey.
no woman has ever told me lies:
I love endlessly, I expect sincerity!



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