Thursday, April 2, 2009

The Message (Day 2 of 30)

-- or 'Being Sonny'

If I were the murmur in your heart,
I’d tell the world all is not lost
The day has sprung into my footsteps and
I prance around to the beat of the tremble
In my hand that worries you so but
Is solitary without a skin to tap upon.
(No matter --I make the beat in song
Just to watch that sad look efface
From the dark and tired in your eyes.)
If I were the murmur in your heart,
I’d quiet your tears and kiss you softly
To bless your cheek and whisper gently
That my love is yours to keep beyond
My presence in this place, and your sadness
Has no cause in me, so listen,
Let’s dance this away.

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