I see her and I hear a song
I kiss her and silently sing along
Her melody caught me stone cold
Harmony makes her whole and when she comes
I don't want her to go
I just want to keep her coming
just want to keep her strumming me in her arms,
Playing her guitar
Dear love,
Oh love,
How I wonder what you are
It's funny how reality seems so far from this dream come true
I'm not trying to write no love poem
I just gotta tell you 'bout this love song that I heard
on the third of November
I can't remember ever feeling this way
wanting to say that I'm at a loss for words for
I just want to hear more of what tastes like
the best sense of musical evidence
hidden under silence and
"I know something you don't know's"
like we
take off our clothes
and mold
until
she loses her hold
so
give me a smile world
because
music has got a love Jones
Deneshea Richey, age 15
