I never know how much I need you
until we’re apart;
with you, everything I see
turns into an ode to life,
to being:
a leaf in the wind,
a smile from a complete stranger,
a mere cloud, heavy with rain;
you infuse everything I see with love—
how?
You pick me up
when I’m low,
and sometimes I don’t realise how low I am,
until you do your thing,
and then I’m high;
you make the mundane anything but,
and you do it best
when your lips are sealed;
for those of us who don’t get you,
who you struggle to touch,
I can only hope you break into their hearts,
like the sweet intruder that you are,
if only just for a split second,
and offer them a note or rhythm,
at a time that brings it all together for them,
and you’ll make them look for words
to express how they feel, and they might say:
“This is what home feels like.”
Or,
“So this is love.”
You help me get in touch with something deeper,
and yet the irony is,
the cream’s on the surface
for us all to dip our little finger in,
because the magic is in the seeing,
and the hearing,
and that’s how you infuse everything
with unconditional love,
because the last condition—
me, me, me—
has been transcended;
I become unconditional love
because of you;
and so I want to thank you,
Music,
for without you,
as they say,
life just wouldn’t be the same.
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Thank you.
Gavin
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Such a beautiful poem !
Absolutely amazing
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🙂 Wow, thank you, my friend. I’m glad you liked it.
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like romance in the air….
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