Ode to the Music of Love

Ode to the Music of Love
- Me

If you could, love-
Sing me your love,
Your music smiles me.
The winds bring me
Your music, but
I falter singing them alone.
If you could, love-
Near or far,
Come,
Sing your love with me.
The distance is just a matter-
A matter of Time.
The wait is but an ordeal,
It tries me hard and weary.
Sadly and singly
My music goes out of tune.
So if you could, love-
Sing me your love
Your music smiles me.