The first date
Heart beats like a drum
Soft, subtle but still
Staccato beats
Short and sharp
At the first kiss
My heart began to sing
The melody
While yours
Sang out the tune
Dolce
Sweet in the light of the
Blue moon
And now
As we crescendo,
My heart beating in time
With the soft beat of yours
While we sing through our phrase
Never wanting it to
Diminuendo
And end.
A contest entry
- The Music In Me Comes From Your Soul by HerbalGoat.
405 points, ended November 24, 2007, 12 entries
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Comments
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Very nice! It is simplistic yet something everyone can relate to, which is what poetry is all about. Great job!

