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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, December 30, 2012

You Are the Song I Can't Get Out My Head



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I fell for you when we first met
You followed me to bed
Your gentle voice, the notes I heard
Were playing in my head
So kind
Thereafter on my mind
Your words
In winter are my flame
The years can pass; I won’t forget
The music in your name.


12 comments:

Fireblossom said...

That's beautiful, Mouse Lady. Who wouldn't be thrilled to receive such a love poem?

Brian Miller said...

smiles...beutiful and gentle...lovely music you make together as well...the song of the name, what a great touch...

manicddaily said...

Ah - very pretty - and works so well with the form. k.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Oh, yeah! This has such a musical rhythm and the words slide like butter down the lines. Love it!

Susan said...

Totally cool! Love tunes in bed! and out too, I think.

Mary said...

Just beautiful! Warms my heart....

J Cosmo Newbery said...

That's just delightful! Really, really enchanting and beautifully done.

cloudfactor5 said...

Wow, this really makes me smile ! awesome ending
"The music in your name."

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is VERY beautiful! Especially "the music in your name." Wow.

Mama Zen said...

This is so beautiful!

Heaven said...

How romantic, I do like your words in winter are my flame ~

I didn't noticed the form, it was seamless ~

Kay L. Davies said...

Fabulously done, Ms Mouse. I love the last line.
K