The Music of My Love

It seethes through sorrow waltzing through the heart It mends the broken soul His melody is art Tears dry quickly and colors fade away But the sweet sound of love Flows unscathed Until he lets go And the beat breaks When the smooth melody Is forever changed Now comes the thunder And squeal of guitar One can hear the battle From way afar Love and hate clash In a tremendous wave Making more room For what might come his way Then he sees relief A reprise from the chorus He looks into my eyes And finds a space for us His heart is once again Filled with melodies of love I can't help but wonder What this music may become It seethes through sorrow this thing I write of It mends the broken soul The music of my love.