(brief renderings) Joe Fazio


You Are My Music


You are the music, in the
symphony of life.

You are the music in the peace
solitude and stillness of the
early a.m., for you are the
song in my heart.

You are the music on an ocean's front,
for you are the roar of the waves,
the power of the sea,
and the salt in the air.

You are the music amidst a crowd
and the chorus of city sounds
..for that is my song,
and you are the music.

You are the music in my thoughts
of each new day, and the last image
I glimpse, as my eyes are
closed upon a feathered pillow.

You are the music, In that secret place
called sleep. I search for you through
all the songs of life. It is you that
I search for, through shades of darkness
and clouds of cotton.

When I think of you, the music is always and
forever. Every moment of my life. And, when
the final sleep does come and if there is music,
I shall think of you.

© Joe Fazio

Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2010

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