I am the beat of your heart,
The quiet before the storm.
I am the last slow dance and the song on the radio.
The sound of the leaves rustling in the wind,
The birds and the frogs.
I am hope and peace and love
I am the unspoken rhythm of life.
You see me and hear me and listen to my song.
I am the first and last thing you hear,
The beat of death,
And the melody of goodbyes.
I am the fiery tango,
And the slow waltz.
I am soft lullaby and the rush of traffic.
I am the words you speak and the love you give.
I am the music.
The beat of life,
And the sound of death.

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The Poet
PoesiaThis is like a window to my soul, look in, see the sights. Should it not please you, put a curtain over it, I won't mind. *send a poem if you want me to post it!*