Connection To A Stranger

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dannyheartache

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Connection To A Stranger

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As he sings, I sit here watching him..

His cheeks go rosy, and his eyes go dim..

Tears begin to roll down his cheeks,

and I myself, can't help but weap.

He sings a very mournful song, of someone that he loved,

Someone, he believes, was sent from above..

I seem to be the only one here, who even understands..

Oh, how I want to go up there, and hold onto his hand..

I can't help myself.. I just keep on crying..

Inside me, it feels like my soul is still dying..

It's amazing how much I can relate.. to this beautiful song..

Oh, it must be fate..

For the moment that this stranger is singing his song,

I feel a deep connection, and all the pieces fit where they belong..

But, when this beautiful stranger finishes his piece..

I no longer feel a connection, it's now all deceased..

Until, dear stranger, we meet again..

Keep your eyes on the stars, and your guitar in your hand.

Author's Notes/Comments:

I used to go to poetry readings alot.. and sometimes musicians came in, and showcased their talents as well.. well, In the spring of 2000, I attended one with a freshly broken heart. A man went on stage, and sang a few songs.. His last song.. a song about lost love.. moved me.. Moved me to tears. Anyway, when I got home that night, I wrote this poem.