Your name repeated as if I were young Forever remains on the tip of my tongue Enthralled by Raven hair and lace Your crimson lips make my heart race Your eyes consume As a great and crashing typhoon A glance and I'm gone Drug underneath the waves, And lost forever in the tide. I embrace the pull I am home And I am free
I wrote this for someone on a napkin and I was going to put it under her coffee cup one morning to find. But, never did and now it's too late for such foolish endeavors. She was my inspiration, but now because of my failure I could spill a thousand words on my broken heart.