Songstress, Please

a subtle catch in the way that you croon betrays your kept solitude much too soon, but soothes my soul that has long been battered, as though my pain has not really mattered; your voice tells me my dreams are understood, my heartaches shared, and my hurts can feel good, takes me back to youthful love and promise when life blossomed on a rainbow trellis; now as you slowly sway your raven locks, make love to your song, as waves do to rocks, I, with this kindred crowd, shall feel just right, we'll hum along with you into the night !