Where Silver Tears Do Rust
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An Echo Of Yesterday...1977
My make believe lover*
He lives in the shadows*
Of lingering memories*
And dawns glistening newness*
He draws ever nearer*
Tempting my passion*
And leading me into*
A land ever so enticing*
He keeps me safe*
Within his dark chamber*
Where all is forgotten*
Yet dreams, they live on*
But, as clouds against the moonshine*
He lives in the shadows*
A lingering memory*
An echo of yesterday...
L.A.McNabb
09 November, 1977
Copyright © 2004 Lori Ann McNabb, All Rights Reserved
He lives in the shadows*
Of lingering memories*
And dawns glistening newness*
He draws ever nearer*
Tempting my passion*
And leading me into*
A land ever so enticing*
He keeps me safe*
Within his dark chamber*
Where all is forgotten*
Yet dreams, they live on*
But, as clouds against the moonshine*
He lives in the shadows*
A lingering memory*
An echo of yesterday...
L.A.McNabb
09 November, 1977
Copyright © 2004 Lori Ann McNabb, All Rights Reserved
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An Echo Of Yesterday...1977
An Echo Of Yesterday...1977