NOWHERE
(Rondeau Style)

Nowhere does my road lead
Nor sewing of life's seed
He was no God nor Icon
Neither a man of steel or Iron
Just a man, full of need.

We fell in love and we were free
Blinded then, I didn't see
I followed my heart. I was wrong
Nowhere.

I went to his side on a beckoned plea
he vowed everlasting love for me
I amble now and stagger along
with mind and soul, of a lonesome song
My heart again, I will never heed.
Nowhere.

TeAnne © Dec. 8. 1998. 


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