Heartstrings Strum

Gently strum my heartstrings, So I can produce the melody. The kind that softens the heart, The melody that awakens the soul, That which sets us on fire, A tingly fire that makes the heart race calmly. Gently strum my heartstrings, So I can produce the melody. As you sweep the plectrum sleekly, In motions that appease the strings, With an ardent frequency sweep, We shall brew a lovely crescendo. Gently strum my heartstrings, So I can produce the melody. Just like the ocean tides rise and fall, So shall be our intervals tempo, Each time producing acoustic harmony, That triggers the explosive expression of humanity. Gently strum my heartstrings, So I can produce the melody.