Wednesday 16 October 2013

Meloncholy

Perfection's notes ring through each glance,
Memories merge into one.
Your laugh - a melancholy pitch entrance-
Winds it way to me.
I love to hear your echoed voice
And harmonies replies;
Reassurance in every word,
Embeds in my aching heart.
You'll never be mine,
The heart-felt pain of lover's grief;
Yet your friendship counts for more than that;
Trust within every note.

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