A simple touch of blues that is always there
into sorrow never falls, but the feeling you never lose.
Into such familiar mood. Needs lover familiar to fill these walls
As if in answer, the first note strikes calling me towards it rhythmically.
True & pulsing, pulling me thus. Riding
To melody’s arms, my cradle awaits.
Away from harm, away from doubt
I fall in, gentle landing.
Siren, sweet siren. Taken away against my wishes
but not my will. Deeply, I feel through you.
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