There is a song for you

Although i do not know it's name

Ever so lovely

And ever so sweet

In it's rhythm


It is a slow;soft tune

That I am beginning to learn well

That soars me into happiness

And plummets me from sorrow


Your song is that of salvation

Though by practical definition seems absurd

However perfectly sound in silence



It is not a song of wisdom

For that genre we prove too young

Yet whatever volume, pace, or lyric

It had me at hello.







Innocent, sweet, gorgeous poem

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