Sunday, May 20, 2007

Poetry of Music

My tears dry for the moment
                        whispers lie still
                        Words may fade
                        but my heart never will
                        For what the mind erases
                        the heart continues to see
                        Impossible thoughts
                        transform into possibilty
                        What the ears cannot hear
                        the soul continues to play
                        The music of the poet
                        and the poetry of the music...

                        Within my heart they stay

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