I rock to sleep a brown-eyed beauty
and hum a tune you once played for me.
A haunting melody,
intended for harmony,
quiets her tears but unleashes mine.
She may never know the way
a lullaby sounds
as it leaves your lips.
Come home soon.
Jun 18, 2012
Jun 18, 2012 at 4:20 PM UTC
I rock to sleep a brown-eyed beauty
and hum a tune you once played for me.
A haunting melody,
intended for harmony,
quiets her tears but unleashes mine.
She may never know the way
a lullaby sounds
as it leaves your lips.
Come home soon.