The lines of love we shared
in our beautiful song
Have changed chord
The melodic strums
have turned to twangs,
drum's rhythmic pulse Fails,
the beat is distracted.
the lyrics have faded
The accapella a loud echo
The sheet is vacant
I'm hanging off a cleft
holding on to a quaver
This song of love has
Reformed into a symphony
of crystal tear drops Breaking
heart and voice waver
This is the song
I never wanted us to write...
Beautiful
The metaphor is perfect - excellent write!
kerry
http://kerrybrennan007.blogspot.ca
Thankyou Kerry! I'll put a
Thankyou Kerry! I'll put a feather in my poetic cap, Cause I value your opinion yeahy!:D HugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."