Society Magazine
On a cold dark night I confess I was lost With no one in sight I was near to exhaust
I closed my eyes Drew all in a coalesced I saw a pagan in guise To only me he addressed I was at that place I can clearly recall You led me with grace Now, I can't fight the brawl
I still long for you Will always be As cold as blue Not for a wee
I waited for you patiently I was wrong, in a reverie You did all so blatantly For you, I was only a memory!