A winters day of solace gray
Left piercing through the heart
To our dismay we seek a way
to separate us apart
Contemptment flows direction knows
contrite the spirit depart
Suggestion sway to long delay
seeking to grow apart
In sultry moon not present soon
The suffering of our defection loom
For lost in bloom and appending doom
The test of the established heart.
-James L.
Left piercing through the heart
To our dismay we seek a way
to separate us apart
Contemptment flows direction knows
contrite the spirit depart
Suggestion sway to long delay
seeking to grow apart
In sultry moon not present soon
The suffering of our defection loom
For lost in bloom and appending doom
The test of the established heart.
-James L.
