A Choir of One
Sun drips her smile off my cheek
interrupting moments weak
a hummingbird hovers
outside the pane
of my half-opened window
trying to capture the drops
of sugar falling off my lips
but no one wants to hear a choir of one
even if filled with love
notes sour
in an empty breeze
no apparent harmony
salt seeks her home
recover what's seen
backdrop to discovery
Stolen dreams drift off without me
watched under the heat of day
burnt into oblivion
under two-bit glass
cutting at the heart of tomorrow
I sing a pretty song
as the sun silently disappears
Votre amour est tenu dans ces yeux
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