Oh,gentle and wayward northern winds,
why won't you blow,
and scatter these colorful memories
that reside within my heart?
Oh,mighty,powerful,raging river
why won't you flood my mind,
and sweep these wondrous dreams
far away from me?
Oh, majestic,blazing morning sun,
why won't you shine upon me,
and burn off these warm desires
from my soul?
Oh,powerful ocean of deepest blue,
why won't you crash upon the shores
of my life and wash all thoughts of her away?
For the eternal flames of love have been visciously
doused by the frothy waters of deceit and treachery,
and those sweet dreams locked within my heart
are forever crushed, turned into the blazing embers of
painful,fiery heartache.
Donavon Scott Vinson
