Lyrical Parts of Me

Opera.... a new passion
Developed through a special someone
The voice... a magical instrument
When it rings through the air,
It pierces your heart
And cuts to the very soul

Music... a longtime love
Brought about by my own longing for something in me to be heard
Singing, dancing, playing
music can affect mood and attitude
It gets into your core
And you crave its sounds

With every milestone,
A song is there
To lift, excite, comfort, and share
Connections to every emotion are made
Love is one that is often conveyed
Words can have limitations at times
With music there doesn't need reason or rhyme.

To the soul who relies on music to fill
all the feelings of life that just don't seem real
For expressing the things that you just cannot face
The role of music can not be replaced.

Comments

David Ryan Palmer said…
Your poll:

Same sex marriage should be allowed by any two consenting adults.
I'm glad myself and the one other person voting agree.

- Cousin Ryan
6/18/08, 7:12 PM
Jaime said…
Love can really open your eyes to a bigger thing can't it?
6/22/08, 11:43 AM
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