Words have been silent for far too long.
My will is weak but my desire strong.
How much longer before I obey my own siren song?
Out of practice
lost in time
no longer waiting
for the next rhyme
I must again
begin
Words have been silent for far too long.
My will is weak but my desire strong.
How much longer before I obey my own siren song?
Trying to forgive me
my dereliction of duty
My muse reminds me
of my creative beauty.
Words have been silent for far too long.
My will is weak but my desire strong.
How much longer before I obey my own siren song?
The words no longer silent must go on.