Her eyes, burning with fire
Her legs raise her higher
Her body looms over you
Her face gives you the scowl
For on that question,
On the questionnaire
They forgot to mention
One question for certain
“What is life” so she wrote
Life, is a song
We play the tunes
But never that high note.
Love is when your melody
Is matched with a poet
And you become a duet
Almost like a felony.
A child is born
When you match the notes
All do's no don'ts
Is when a child is spawned
And all will end
When the song is done
The love melody is un-strung
A message you will send
For what is life?
A tune or song
One that no-one will play wrong
It's as easy as flying a kite
