That letter rings in my ear
Spelling out the name it starts
Can't forget, although I wish
The sound of my once sweetheart
Enharmonic to sharp b
That special note in my head
Perfect for our glyphs and life
Singing music from the dead
Surrounding your dear octave
I'll wait for the melody
Day and night, I wait to hear
The colors of your beautiful key
4/20/13
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
