The music is what makes me happy,
Your name pops up in almost every single one,
I am unable to stop listening for your words coexisting within the rhythm and pulse,
it's pure, unique, beautiful.
Tears are broken promises,
Smiles are future ecstasy,
I am not insane,
But I am crazy to feel this way.
I want that,
the spark we have,
it's something of an amazing adventure.
Take my hand and lead me,
Until I have to stop and whip away the nervousness,
But don't fret,
my hand will find yours again in the darkness,
We will hold each other.
Comments about this poem (Music by Vanessa Kaylee )
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