Sympathy, Where Have You Gone?

I'm getting quite comfortable with these quotes...

Sympathy, Where Have You Gone?

"Our souls sit close and silently within
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch."


Sympathy, where have you gone?


Are you hiding in the undefined lines that make a map of my palm?
Are you perching on the shoulder of the person singing in the wooden pew?
This could be the end of everything, yet you remain steady and calm.
I just can't think for you, so give me back my point of view.

"In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing,
Which speaks to my spirit of thee."


Are you lurking in the depths of love?
Are you resting on the branch where we used to dream of?
If you have a minute, tell me where you went to.
I'm in dire need to cry on the only shoulder that belongs to you.


"If true love is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind."

My heart's a paisly pattern sewn to my chest.
Where'd you go? I need a touch on the back.
Come save me so I can stop pacing and rest.
If I find you, I'm yours to softly attack.

Sympathy, where have you gone?

Cool.

Loved that.
It was really pretty.

That was OSM.