How I miss the Siren's song,
as I lay castaway at sands meeting of ocean.
To hear again the melody that draws my very soul,
into waters of peace and endless beauty.
In the stillness of day and night,
of the glimmer of sun or moon,
I still look, listen, and wait for the song that has enchanted me once before......
Copyright © Jose Gonzalez 2015
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC
How I miss the Siren's song,
as I lay castaway at sands meeting of ocean.
To hear again the melody that draws my very soul,
into waters of peace and endless beauty.
In the stillness of day and night,
of the glimmer of sun or moon,
I still look, listen, and wait for the song that has enchanted me once before......
Copyright © Jose Gonzalez 2015
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