Sweet and tragic respite
My demise and irreverent fall
Weary traveller, hopeful light
Shine bright, consume all.
I am your measured breath
Light and shallow, sharp and sweet
There ever for all the pieces set
As I watch you twirl, delicate, petite.
All I am, is the wailing wind
I disappear at your touch,
I destroy by your word
All I am is the storm and rain
Shouting thunder
Whirling pain
I am her sweet respite,
She is my tragic fall.
I am the fading light,
She is my end, she is my all.
I think you are like HIGHWAYMAN
ReplyDeleteDo you mean the Alfred Noyes poem?
DeleteSo no lyrics in 2016???
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