Will I ever stop hearing the Melody of My Love?
Bad thoughts in my mind plague me with a song...
A continual melody
Perfect in sound and mind.
If only I could find the source of
such allure; it possesses the entire body.
I can't escape its aweful magnificence;
A toxic obsession I've bonded myself to.
Vigorous love burning in my heart like fire.
Furious passions guised in a tune.
Would I fight my own breath?
A conscious choice yet a gift bestowed during sleep?
In the mornings, it hovers like a cloud:
airy, soothing overwhelming, suffocating.
Yet in the night it's a voracious ocean:
cool, rejoicing, encircling, commanding.
Beguiling darkness in a light chirp or a low roar,
But ethereal beauty, perfect in sound and mind.