The music of your voice
What is that sound which I shall never hear?
I shall never play a duo with you.
Would we harmonize?
Or find some compromise?
Does one need to hear the sound of someone’s heart,
transposed into verbal music..
Or can we manage without it?
Ideolect Sociolect. Circumspect?
Words reveal the lost soul.
But not the whole story.
Play it again
But this time,speak it.
I want to hear the music
Of you.

No sight is like the rising of the sun
When promises of dreams seem clear and still
My heart,though sore ,can fancy love has come,
Without hard times and exercise of will

No morning is without the dawn of hope
When all my conflicts can be put aside.
Imagination is far flung in scope,
Not noticing our dreams may clearly lie.

No love is like my long gone love for you
Once known,once felt,it settled in my heart.
Yet I believe real love can be found anew
But only when the late cruel love departs.

So bother me no more with reveried bliss.
Go leave me with my life,though all’s amiss

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