Life’s music is playing,

How Love really feels,When felt to its coreHow the soul can leave the bodyWhen you’ve foundThat very special somebodyThat into your heart tore,And Heaven opens,Forevermore.

The skies are gray, and lightning rays,Illuminate the darkness.There is no song for Love that’s gone,And you, you keep on caring,Your heart becomes a jaded cage,From then on all despairing.

Delight, that reallyMeans so much!As travelling oceansMeet the stars,So numerous,That even,Lonely Night,Paused,Hypnotized.A Love so deep,Beyond and pureThat even,In the morning SunThe angelsHad to stop,And bless itWith their sighs.

Forwarding address,‘No longer there’A naked white sheet,Of paper, so neat,In my face,Does stare!Gone the glorious phrases,Put together like no other,Beautified like child by mother,And conceived in Heaven’s chatter,I go back and seem to gather,Floating petals from a rose,That does not know where it goes,Swept by winds of make believe,To imaginary Nations,Where there is no longer…

But better tis, not to write any quizThat makes intelligence frownFor the danger is, the Poet may look,Like a silly, stupid clown.

Disorientation,Her gracious heart she’d lend,She’d hear me till the end,Without impatience,My heart and soul, she’d mend.Like a sweet gracious song,She’d cheer me up,Not letting me give upOr stare into an empty cup,She gave me courage and hope,When all was closing in,Being at the end of my rope.Later,Destiny and circumstances,Had us part ways,In different directions,Our lives…