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.
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