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This is a poem I wrote, it speaks for itself... |
| In the dark an organ plays To the rythym of your heart I cannot stay away (I tried) I long to take a part To be swaying with the beat Held tight in music's grasp So shocked I cannot speak And so hoping it will last. The melody is warm The notes so sweet, like honey I'll wake up in the morn With rhapsody within me And to the morning breeze I'll raise my voice so high Sing the rythym soft with ease And lift it to the sky And then within a whisper I will release your name And though the song moves swifter The meaning is the same. |