Two Lonely Souls

A cycle of poems «Your Lipstick's on My Shirt»

Streetlights paint the pavement gold, a lonely, echoing scene
Two souls adrift, stories untold, a silent space between
He watches from a window pane, a flicker in his eye
She walks beneath the falling rain, a tear that won't deny

Two lonely souls, in separate worlds they roam
Searching for a connection, a place to call their home
A whisper in the darkness, a longing in the air
Hoping for a sunrise, to chase away despair

He builds his castles in the sand, of dreams he can't attain
She holds a fragile, trembling hand, and whispers out his name
He yearns for touch, a gentle hand, to soothe his aching heart
She craves a love, to understand, a brand new, fresh start

Two lonely souls, in separate worlds they roam
Searching for a connection, a place to call their home
A whisper in the darkness, a longing in the air
Hoping for a sunrise, to chase away despair

If only they could see the light, that shines within each other's soul
If only they could break the night, and make their stories whole

Two lonely souls, in separate worlds they roam
Searching for a connection, a place to call their home
A whisper in the darkness, a longing in the air
Hoping for a sunrise, to chase away despair

Maybe someday, fate will mend, the threads that hold them tight
Two lonely souls, will find their end, bathed in a loving light.
Two lonely souls, finally, free, at last they'll see the day.
Two lonely souls, eternally, together they will stay.