Our Song Poem by Summer Song

Our Song



A little bit of you is left with me
every time you go
you are a poem
whose melody
is coming to me slow
And every note that makes up you
has such a lovely sound
that a single strum
from your heart's guitar
could lift me from the ground
And when I go
just a little bit of me is left with you too
and you notice that my heart's piano
goes perfectly with you

Monday, January 25, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: guitar
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adam Reed 25 January 2010

Hell Yeah. that was beautifully worded from start to finish. well done!

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