Drifting Linen..........Rondine & prompts
When midnight mists are rolling through, by and by
The sighs inside are growing still,
And still in dreams rivers of love spill~
Drifting in pantomime atop linens espy
The way we fit together and just why
Our future molds us to it's call
When midnight mists come rolling by.
But live there with me, or I'll cry
Making sighs bigger than mountains tall,
Not from your strength or giving my all,
Merely a copper penny of mine tossed goodbye,
When midnight mists are rolling by.