Wednesday, 23 April 2014


I wear music
In notes you'll never

Or notes
Perhaps, that you could have
But chose not to.

And so I shall touch
That soaring pitch
And watch you fall

Fall once more
In love, listening
To the colours you
Think you've painted me in...

And all the while
I wear the music
That my fingers strum
On chords taut with pain. 

23 April, 2014
Online, when music moves and words blur;
All because of a song. Thanks to Dan Drake, who who shared this song

I know. It IS absurd. I've even tagged it so. 


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