Brangwyn

Brangwyn sang the pretty songs
the ones I wrote for her alone
for every verse of mine she sang
she’d sing another of her own

she sang of love and of desire
sang of beauty ‘neath the skin
of how one kept the other out
and how one let the lover in

Brangwyn sang with all her might
and how I loved to hear the sound
but Brangwyn left me not by choice
to sleep forever in the ground

Brangwyn sang the pretty songs
and I would sing in harmony
now my voice is cracked and broken
who will sing my songs with me

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7 Comments

  1. I love this one, sunovawot. ❤

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  2. damommza

     /  December 3, 2014

    I hope that Brangwyn lives a very long time, if only to hear your harmony… 😀 😀

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