To the lady
With the Treble Clef Pendent
Hanging beneath her chin
From a glossy Silver necklace
It was a gift from a place
Deep where my chest shifts
The beat to my music's
No longer breathless
I use to be a stranger
Who found his way on the guest list
We've met before
But love was never mentioned
I didn't have the time then
The Mind then
Don't Mind him
His Soul was blinded by Depression
You know
When people make eye contact
Really
Like when Souls interact
Something Happens In fact
Love at first sight, May Not be a Saying
But something that feels Right
To others may sound Insane
But maybe by chance
We happened to get lucky
Maybe not speaking then
Made this happen suddenly
Whatever it was
Love was Present
Like a true gift
Love's an eternal blessing
Lesson
From deep within
I bleed this Pen
To justify our imperfections
But when I look in to your eyes
I see pure Intention
Pure Perfection
An unfiltered desire for true affection