Just a poem about a woman I can't have.

I love to sing it brings me much joy.

I'm just a hopeless romantic

Just me meditating and listening to the night

I'm aiming to find my best voice and shout it out to the mountain tops. Once it's pronounced and reverberates it can't be stopped.

I'm not a product of my trauma. So they say life is a drama.

Life is rife with pain and strife. But that's no reason to be unkind.

I feel elated when a certain song gives me goosebumps. Sends a tingle up my spine like I'm being touched by the divine.

I only want to sow the best seeds. Harvest the fruit of my labor with great ease.