Siren

An endless sea whispers softly my name,
Open your eyes and see the words around you.
Calling closer to my calming abyss,
The running stream collects me in it's waters,
Your sweet voice won't end the echo...
I've fallen into the reflection, my distance hollowed,
Looking down in the reverberated strains of your call,
I've moved beside myself and into my nothing...
> Fade

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Aug 6th 2006
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experimental nature siren spiritual
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Project from two years ago... I know the last line was used in another poem already posted, if anyone else happens to notice that... It sort of a running theme...hehe. Another sad.... poem

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MorganCooper Says:

Beautiful... Simply beautiful! You're a great poet, pal!