I pencilled a poem
I heard a melody
I like to drum
I like to sing
I sometimes imagine
A poem likes to sing
A song moves to beat
I sang the poem into song
I heard my heart beat
I heard a melody echo back to me
I pencilled a poem
I heard a melody
I like to drum
I like to sing
I sometimes imagine
A poem likes to sing
A song moves to beat
I sang the poem into song
I heard my heart beat
I heard a melody echo back to me
The first time
gazing in your direction
all else diminished
outside the warm lightness
of
your joy
your dance
your beauty
your music
your
You.