Treasure Island

Erica Francis

(January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)

Sing to me


Sing to me.
Dear, sing to me.

This soul makes good
of music pure
and love and joy
are true to lure.

Sing to me
in fashion sweet
to the drum
of my heartbeat.

Love please sing
of graces true
and cherish me
my heart accrue.

Sing sonnets fair
in requiem
and into god
my soul succumb.

Do not mourn
for I am gone
but sing me love
and blessed song.

Submitted: Thursday, February 02, 2006
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  • Uriah Hamilton (2/3/2006 6:49:00 AM)

    I think everyone should be a rock star! ! But I can't sing a single note, I think that's why I write, maybe in the next lifetime I'll sing. (Report) Reply

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