Wednesday, August 3, 2011


 He's in love with his rhythm
I'm getting lost in his beat
His melody entwines my affections 
I can tell he's been places in his soul
Places where we've met before
He leaves a trace of his divine
For me to assemble into my own perfect rhyme
Pieces string away after other affections 
To leave holes of beaming light 
Where rhythm sounds her transcendence and once again
Harmony reunites me with the writing on my walls
She's become my greatest teacher 
And now I understand why he strums along
Behaving because he hears when she calls
She keeps him tied to her direction 
He's found in her a divine perfection
Harmony he says always keeps him from misbehaving

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