25th January 2011

There are dreams I have:
I see your face,
But you’re still just an image,
your expression, be it of
          happiness;
          sternness;
          laughter;
          content;
I never imagined a day in which I perhaps
          witnessed all four at once.
Is that love, in such that I admire you
          far beyond the smile and
          superficiality of what you do?
Your music;
          it touched me,
          forms a lump in my throat and
          pulls my heartstrings
The beauty of it is more than I can see.
          I can hear it, feel it,
          and sometimes I think,
          replay,
          the magic that was there.
I wish I could go back,
because your music is so much more than great. ♥