Your voice is the words of your heart that skip a beat when it hits me like the sun that rises after the moon goes quiet from the midnight of all the whispers that treated reality like a story even though all it was
Was a dream that made the magic of music of you and me
You captured the story and turned every lyric you wrote of me into a melody of my heart and sang it to me like a song of lyrics you wrote of me.
YOU ARE READING
The Perfect Chord To My Heart
PoetryThe words of my stories Are my description They say everything About me But the words I love you. Pick me up and chase me Love me until the waters are blue And you look out onto the waters Just to see the art of the ocean.
