In the rhythm that I shall open to you my soul,
I just hope that you pardon my tunes and forsake thy notes, for I don't have control of the demon... Soul inside mua.
I speak the truth when I say
That melody escapes from me
In enjoyment and laughter.
From the moments there after
My love has brought me ears
And so I hear.
The notes that tune play
And lyrics that so I say
Complete my spirit's portray
Music is the key
That releases me and shows
What nobody else nows
A dancer in a confined space
Deep in a place where none dares to look
And there she shook her head of the idea of permitting me take control of her limbs
Make her self realize what it means to live.
Melody of my soul... I keep it a secret and only enjoy it in my head. Let the headphones hide my taste of music and only let out a small yet satisfying smile because the beat is good and the music groves.
YOU ARE READING
Hidden Mysteries
PoetryPoetry is a fine way to tell you exactly who I am. And yet, you'd still be clueless. But of course, prove me wrong.
