London Blues
romantic verses, forgotten and rediscovered, linked like the beads of a bracelet...
1 To see a stone face, expressionless break into tear and shake, with unexpected end in sight near, sad to leave, and scared of what is to come above reason, just feeling alone aware of what has gone before, of the gifts of love and laughter now passed (but memories linger) And knowing they will pass too in a day or in a year, tears swell. this is to be alive and to be real. 2 I wish I was in London Or some other seaport...