And so it is…a JEM production poem
And so it is
is what it has become
come home she said
said home he would come
come closer she begged
begged him to remain
remain? he cursed
cursed, never will it be the same
same story she sighed
sighed sad soft eyes
eyes traced the face
face feels the spy
spy settles and swings
swings away from soft eyes
eyes linger once more
more time more time
time slows it’s tide
tide hands untie
untie this heart
heart beats near mine
mine own true love
love true to mine
mine own true lie
lie close to my
my sobs inside
inside he cries
cries soft they do
do know the truth
truth frontiers strong
strong urges sing
sing out their song
song on the wind
wind whistles a while
while it is so and
and when it comes
comes away they run…
