"One Way Conversations" © M.J.C. Griffin

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Thursday 23 May 2013


One Way Conversations
Remember those blossom days we'd haunt the open hills Hand in hand with silences we couldn't fill ? One-way conversations, we'd leave hanging in the breeze, To be scattered, like the blossom from the trees. In rooms constructed out of light, we'd play our awkward games Butterflies too hesitant to bathe in flame; One-way conversations, we'd leave hanging in the breeze, To be scattered, like the blossom from the trees. In yearning for that moment between your flesh and mine I'd sometimes wonder how the hunger lasted such a time Appetite must breed its own illusions ... Adrift upon a shallow stream, we sang our twilight songs: What matter, if we selected different keys? The time arrived to silence every string: Two one-way conversations drifted silently downstream. Words & Music © M.J.C. Griffin [ASCAP]	[play] video album