Symphony
By Abyssia
Speak to me with your smile - Touch my being with your gentle chords. Let them linger on my lips, A sweet melody to lift me higher As your song brings flowers to my cheek. Your music brings me closer to The Higher Power that I worship. Your symphony caresses my skin And enlightens my soul. Your strains vibrate Off my canyon walls And break into the clouds above - Bringing honey to my salted tears As they streak down my face And kiss the ground that holds me Those soft lyrics were the cure For my lifelong drought. Written October 11th, 2001 © on Oct 11 2001 04:39 AM PST 18 • 8 • 12
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