May 10
You
Play acoustic guitar
On a cold spring night
For an audience of only
Me
Songs
sung in a voice of silk sheets I want
To wrap myself in
Your voice reaches in
touching the strings of my soul by
Surprise
You
Don't want me to get all gushy
I close my eyes and listen
Saving my tears
The ones that come unbidden when
Confronted with such
Beauty
I
Let the music
The silky voice
Fill me until I am
Luminescent with it
Like stars in the chill spring night
That suddenly seens
Warmer
Tools 
