L'eau Des Mers | Poetry | Hudson Valley | Chronogram Magazine

From the country we came

to read lines from old songs

and hear old voices

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wailing in the night

at our rain soaked porch

as the cigarette smoke rose

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we spoke softly in the crowd

wiser to our whispers

meeting in the dark corner

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traveling to new york

and meeting our families

for moments forever

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Mais ces chansons ne sont pas complètes

et ne sera pas dans ce verset

L'eau des mers

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