Thursday, June 3, 2010

Simple Symphony To Me

Your voice a song that's playing
to my conscience does confide
that symphonies do still exist
and on the heart reside
that voice I love distracting
and impacting on it's own
your melody is in my head
long after you have gone
Upon the kiss of morning
hear the music in your breath
to dive into my afternoon
til nothing more of me is left
Consumed by tunes endearing
fearing soon I'd hear no more
your voice a song that's playing
saying what I'm hoping for.

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