Serene in each scene.
Forever beseeched in a dream
When with which my eyes meet yours.
The guise of love and its musical scores.
Forever in pause like a broken record
As I endeavour to inflect the love in the chord
My broken six string reflects my soul
As I’m still waiting to have you and to hold
The plectrum of love and its causality
The spectrum of love and its actuality.
Effective drumming exudes from my lost heart
The choir sings of my resolve
Problems of love not easily solved
Though if we attire and ascend the notion
Then among the endless commotion
We can find Love in this a tireless world
Let’s begin to let the feelings unfurl
Don’t let the love lost burn
For you deserve it, it’s your turn