i drew you up from the ocean deep
lay you down upon my feet
then stripped you of your golden gills
and opened wide the heart that fills
with all the truth that does seep
from out my heart as it weeps
lay you down upon my feet
then stripped you of your golden gills
and opened wide the heart that fills
with all the truth that does seep
from out my heart as it weeps
then came your tongue that spilled
the molten iron of my free will
how can my soul now you keep
i drew you from the waters deep
the molten iron of my free will
how can my soul now you keep
i drew you from the waters deep
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6 comments:
Fantastic to see you're back! This lovely piece fits your return! Three loud cheers for the Gypsy muse.
Once again your words paint such feelings and thoughts keep up the good work
thank you so much trish - i'm so glad i came across this little piece in my notebook - it was done some time back but seemed so right for now - anyway, as always, your kind words mean so much!
and so great to have you come by and leave such a sweet comment!!! YEE
Wow...this really hits home for me right now. Incredible! I could just stay here for hours...
Huge hugs and many thanks for sharing yourself with us. It is a precious gift!
Love, Deborah
deborah - thank you for such kind words! it's more than gratifying knowing that my words touch someone else - so great to see you!!! ;) xxx
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