Music - Poem by Samantha Schenk
The looks exchanged, those knowing eyes.
They speak the truth, and never of lies.
Those eyes that I hold, ever so dear.
They speak of love, and sweet music here.
The music is played for lovers in the night.
It plays for those whose love is just out of sight.
You should know sight is a thing that is amazing.
Those who don't look, don't know what they are missing.
The world is alive with mysteries untold.
Like how starlight shined, and how fireflies glowed.
The lights are astounding, truly, they captivate.
Do they run on gasses, or magics of fate?
The world is full of music around us.
Every single thing has a song that is matchless.
Music is magical, it is the world.
So listen to the song when the last flower has unfurled.
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