Imbedded in the Soul

Coincidence is to pit’ful for me.

This must be the work of the great fate.

It’s been days but yet seemed to be,

Years and years of music played deep and so late

  into our hearts; imbedded into the soul

Following right after the ever fixed mark-

Not even a siren could tempt away the toll-

Until journeyed into unknown mark;

A sea peaceful even at the Judgment Day.

And when I’m drowning in reality

  My thoughts dwindle upon you back at bay

Where I’m anchored but not there, the only fee.

  The distance is oh so hard to cope with

  But you-our love-is worth the death of myth.


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