Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The Singer (Elle)

Today I heard you sing when my whole world seemed to be at bay,
Out of utmost exasperation , on a shabby couch I lay,
As soon as the sun went down and the stars covered the sky,
I closed my eyes and slowly turned the music volume high.
Your voice seemed really fresh like the early morning dew,
Someday I would love to hear you sing all the long day through.
Your voice is sweet like the sound of the distant woodland streams,
I thought I could hear you singing in my sweetest dreams.
I woke up this morning with no fear of what before me lies,
As I can still hear you singing, whenever I close my eyes.
This is just a small note to tell you how good you are,
Work with this dedication and you'll surely travel far.
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