August 13, 2002





  • the lulling


    waken me no more for love
    leave me rest now unperturbed
    the tangles of dalliance that would once excite
    serve but now to disturb.


    touch me no more with tenderness
    im roughshod now and worn
    the thrill of your bliss once so endless
    from my heart now has been torn.


    soothe me no longer with your soft words
    my world hard and silent has grown
    the poetry that sprung as life from your lips
    are just warm breezes now yester' blown.


    Yet if I could somehow regain it all
    with just a wish in time
    I would hearken to and forever hold
    that one moment you were mine.

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