Music - Poem by Vanessa Kaylee
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.
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