posted on Mar, 14 2016 @ 11:04 PM
I hear someone playing on some strings reminded me of a melody
I listen
and let you take me along
always yearning, wishing
hoping that I might land, wondering why
he spoke out his heart
right next to my ear
and it tickled inside
like a soft violin
you play your violin so gently,
you paint the room with your lovely melodies
and it's always a beautiful piece of art
you play with my heart
like a little boy
who enjoys playing with his toys
Edit to what it was supposed to be a beautiful play NO buts either
- now that must be a Canadian thing
I stole the last verse without reading it oooopppps
WAS RUSHING BACK UNDER THE SHED I am afraid of thunderstorms
EDIT: this poem is a violin stivia pun with subtle hint meaning behind it
The clip was hilarious maybe I should embed the video
edit on 14-3-2016 by Lovessover because: (no reason given)