Tremble

A little something I wrote after a night of drinking and secrets

Broken
Like so many playthings of children
And yet she moves me to tremble

Stolen
Like riches of kings long forgotten
And yet I try to dissemble

Molten
The passion that churns blood that's beatin'
And yet all I do is crumble

Spoken
Like so many lost songs of Siren
And now I move her to tremble

Reviews

[Heather]

oh my! ... I want to say more.. but can't.. just oh my! :)

[Etomi Afote]

Deep.

[Monica-Antoinetta-Magda..]

This is a truly beautiful piece

[Angel's Lady]

Molten
The passion that churns blood that's beatin'
And yet all I do is crumble ----- man, that's hot!

Great write!

[lei]

Spoken
Like so many lost songs of Siren
And now I move her to tremble


... and this move me to ponder.. beautiful piece, Kenneth!