Lingering mystic
Lost in time
A picture
In need of framing
There are no words
To ease your flame
A fire
In need of taming
If I held true
To waves of gold
Hidden on your shoulder
I’d sail adrift
While worlds unfold
In dreams no touch made colder
Lingering mystic
Sing your song
A note
In need of playing
And what sweet sounds
To claim your voice
A prayer
In need of praying
And now you stand
Where silence goes
Along an endless highway
Choosing to turn and travel on
Before your dream goes sideways
Lingering mystic
Lost in time
A memory
Never fading
What words will come
To give you rest
What choir
For serenading







