Free Cee a Fraction Phrased In Falsetto

A FRACTION PHRASED IN FALSETTO In the time it takes for a woman to whisper goodbye Between dry eyes and eyes that cry For the time it takes that lady to bat her eye with lashes long That’s the exact extent of time I spent as her song In actuality I became her symphony Each note made me float Each beat bequeathed beauty Her melody took the morning and made it mystic The rhythm wrought a daisy as it dozes And the lyrics were superfluous to the sultry syncopation of her swaying as the lady sang Her voice voiced violins who seldom slumber While she swore never to fall that hard again That which I have done So, as it would seem, I am not the only one She recalled sweetly a lover once so sweet And how, between a rainbow and a miracle they came to meet In a small café where sat two souls seeking sublimation And still her voice ebbed forth with the wonder of a willowy willow while it wiggles in the wind With a harmony she rescued from the internal and eternal part of never With a lover debonair and oh so very clever She painted a picture with chords and colors reminiscent of reverence and romance While I was a predominant part of her dance When I came to decide to reside inside her music And for a fraction of forever I was there …………………………………………. Right where I belonged at that precise point which portended a portrait of perfection And a singer oozing with the pain of past and possible rejection While in the infinitesimal time it takes a lover to realize that loneliness lasts ever too long That is the exact extent of time I was a part and the heart of her soulful song © 2012…copyright PHREEPOETREE…~free cee!~