I can’t find a Person, not a single One anywhere, anytime I glance.
So Who or What causes My dance?
No Hes about, no Shes about, neither here nor there,
Even though I'd so deeply deeply stare.
So I closed My eyes, knowing something’s wrong.
There are no People, only Songs!
Each One singing; yes singing Songs.
Some flat, Some sharp, Some soft, Some strong.
A base tone, unique, upholding the rest,
But with flourishes, arpeggios. For Me which's best?
Some notes sour, some notes nice.
Some freeze same as ice.
Some burn through like a beam;
Painful as a jolt of steam.
There was a song, humming me of late;
Started out as an online date.
That song to me no longer sings.
Well, not in a way that makes Me dance the way I like.
In fact, It had Me quite uptight.
I do however miss the Tune, the One I'd heard first back two Junes.
Seems that Tune was not "His" Song;
Just something made-up going along.
In time I heard that Song's base,
Nearly deafened by It, in fact.
I’d fallen in love with a flourish, an experimental piece.
We ended when that bit of tune ceased.
That dance, is done.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
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