Music Or Her Poem by Kaleb Gonzalez

My girl ask a question to me,
she asked the music or she,
i looked at her with a stupid look,
watched as the words came out while her head shook,
i thought about my favorite bands,
then i thought about the feel of her hands,
the song stuck in my head,
quickly replaced by the image of her instend,
my brain and heart is at war,
leave her my mind wonders, leave music my heart is out the door,
the sound or the touch,
the thought of it is to much,
the final note i will share,
the final touch of her hair,
call me a felon leaving music is criminal,
but you could call me crazy, leaving her would drive me mental,
i wish you both could fuse,
to my music you could be my muse,
i just wait for that day,
i try to make it happen in any way,
but it wont cant,
no matter how long i rant,
i dont care if it makes me sick,
i will always pick, the music.