Poems from Muzician
I think of you each day, with thoughts of innocence and sin.
To sit by you and hear you laugh, to graze my fingers across your skin.
Half...
What does that say?
A foolish question.
Why foolish when asked in innocence?
I knew no better..
It was a time to teach me, not chastise me...
My ship has sailed beyond all grasp;
The tide has taken my salvation.
On the ocean, the ocean, sweet sails, tall mast;
Aboard, merry, fear...
Tic Toc.
The Clock,
it mocks.
Tic Toc.
I feel
my body,
it rocks.
Tic Toc.
The Clock,
it mocks.
Tic Toc.
Back forth and side.
Time is...
Won't you look up t'the face and see it hang?
It's on invisible threads, and on it he sang.
He hummed a tune during day and a song by...