You are the sound that lingers
The strum on my fingers,
The ballad to my ardour,
The peace in my barcarolle.

You are my sole audience
As my concert commence
You bring alegro to my life
Such happiness in a rife.

You’re the lyrics to my music,
in a harmony that’s chromatic.
You may not hear my call,
But you are the rhythm to my soul.

MR @ 2016

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