Monday, October 20, 2008


Thus you serenade me with a siren’s song
the longing wind of summers gone.
Through distant night that darkness parts
speak unto me of haunted hearts.
Sing only not of this loneliness we share
as we sit beside longings despair.
Yet was upon a time which we did know
we were always the same heart
- And soul

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2005

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