Two Lost Souls, Like Beachcombers

Two lost souls, like beachcombersLooking for lost things; love & suchDistant memories of happinessThe feeling of being needed; a touchNestled within a Siren’s lullabyWe never could grasp our fateShrugging off the daily strugglesOur only choice is to circumnavigate

I Want To Run Away & Join The Circus

I want to run away & join the circusTo be done with this life at seaTo kiss the ground she walks onSolid foundations forever under meScribbling love notes to my ladyCreating a new world of literary lustA positive existence springing forthMy happiness nestled within her bust