Topic: A Limerick song.
OK - the thought was - how do you turn a limerick into a song? I suppose a limerick is nothing but a rhyme scheme, so here goes. I almost called this "The Cynical Song "
"I will confess.
You walked into my careless arms,
I felt you melting, soft and warm
Against my unrepentant breast.
I saved my faithless, lying breath,
Preparing for the coming storm.
Your love was like a beacon fire,
Burning hot and ever higher;
Mine instead burnt blue and cold
Charred and tarnished, dead man's gold
I should have closed my eyes and cried,
But a better part of me had died,
I looked down at your up-turned face
You saw at once that guilty trace
And banished me from your bedside
You were right, but I cared less,
The door you slammed, just hid the mess.
And here I am walking blind
Towards the next you I can find,
To do the same again, I will confess."
