Whisper
Your ear so close to me
As my words form and spin through ear canel
I feel the penetration of my moisture in you
We are in rhythm
This rhythm as familar as thinking
There are no good byes for we continue
Mother of Sorrow
Ann Cohen Jan. 1, 2005
Mother of sorrow why do I linger here when the road ahead is calling
I have been comfortable in your arms since I found you
Counting on you to rest my mind when it is empty
Filling my soul with tears
Packing my bags and moving on wasn't a choice I thought I had
As the day breaks and the rain subsides I can see it is possible
You have been my partner for awhile your presents has been accepted
Now I will say goodbye in hopes that your company will not be needed again old friend
©Ann Cohen March 1, 2005
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