Love Poem: Slowly Drown
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Written by: Rick Parise

Slowly Drown

 

All that was Is now gone
This paino of ivory
This soft sax of love

O your auburn hair spilling
All around 
Sweet cinnamon tan
Yesterday O yesterday
Where have you ran 

Searching endless nights
A stone left in my hand
To skip across the river grand
But now alone without your hand
I weep I weep
Slowly drown