An Apocryphal Song

Part I

An apocryphal love song
A terrible day
Post a worn out storm
What seems actual
Is but a vicissitude of life
Urging the inner strength- to live on
In pangs of lust
In throes of futile hunger
Candor buried under a nebulous cloud
A constant aching monologue
Trepidation over an apocryphal love song

Part II

To my love, I address this piece, my part of the monologue.


An apocryphal love song
A song i sing to you
An apocryphal love song
A song I bring to you
Today, under this moon and starlit sky
I forsake my miseries,
in your arms, I reside
When I loose all my charms
and the hay days are bygone
Will you heed my eyes?
or will you lead me into lies?
Will the love song of our lives survive ?
or the dream I dream die?

To my love, he said, I address this piece.

An apocryphal love song
A song that you sing to me.
An apocryphal love song
A song that you bring to me.
You walk into my arms with a warmth in your smile
it lights up my life like the moon and stars in the sky
with each day of your life you give to me
admittedly, the charm in you, begins to die
No more do I bring you flowers and wine
but true to my word
you have the sincerest eyes
My heart aches to see yet another moment go by of our lives
"together" our love will survive

A "love" song you sing to me
for the "love" you bring to me
believe in the words I speak
the flame of our love will never die.