For Writer's Cramp & the anniversary of Elvis' death (8-16) |
| She softly strummed and roughly sang the song Are You Lonesome Tonight? Her voice a deep-South throaty twang Reflecting in her eyes, prophetic light Betrayed a Burning Love for you Beside the sounds inside her red guitar Our heated sessions bid a hard adieu I saw you then at once, for what you are It's Now or Never - now I know That never is the answer to my quest As far as lonesome goes, I'm surely low But hold this truth inside: I loved her best. 12 lines |