Her voice from Good morning baby
To
Goodnight baby
Is music
Her touch from a hug
To
A kiss
Is music
We’ve often said i can feel the music
But have we ever felt it,
where the faintest beat can become The drumline to your own life
Where the rhythm of the music wraps around you like a blanket
I’ve found music
I’ve found the BEING, who posses the power to do those things
Her smile from laughter
To
Her frown from sadness
Is music
Her moves from dancing
To
Her vocals from singing
Is music
Shes a person
Someone so beautiful that music asks her what should be felt
I lie down and write this with the intention to understand her
Just like the music she’s understandable but to the extent where you must be drugged to feel what she feels
Her power in this game is undeniable
Im high off her knowing she has the power to let me feel what she feels
So I serenade her with lines of music
Lines of music through my mind
Lines of music through my sight
Lines of music through my hands
Giving her the beat to follow and write the lyrics
Something she already had
But something I wanted to be part of
I want to be her music
I want to feel what she feels