Holadrim - Hobbyist, Writer | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Literature

In love with love with music

Love is addictive Burn through it like the papers you turned in your hand And wrinkled and folded as I just stood quiet Silent in my own thoughts and worries And your hands shook with the strains of time Measure by measure you stood taller than I ever could They call it crushing for a reason Mossy light in your eyes your hair is soft Your long fingers tapped a rhythm And I stood choking on my words as you sent them back to me With a casual flick of your tongue Inspiration is the skin stretched thin on your bones A body is line and color Yours is sound Music personified I strain my ears to listen