Monday, October 8, 2012

raptures


Rhapsody, my heart leaps like a falcon seeking to soar. There is no measure. No distance. I am faster than light. See these and believe these my notes, and feel them as a kiss when you say them in whispers. In silhouette etched in the shadow you in my furious passion phrases are my life's sentence. I serve it willingly. You are my music and even my the darkness I see the sound, from every cell. It is your very eloquence that maks me write music in the unsteady tempo of this heart.

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