Beautiful Song
Anna Bailey, Class of 2018
A key piece of melody joyful notes sound,
Softly arousing in the air.
Yet compares nothing to that systematic beat
Created between the two now one.
I’ll let you play to me like a beautiful song.
Playing as if sort of by memory.
The sounds of what you perceive
Trying to convince yourself to believe the unbelievable
Things transpired, and yet the best is still to come.
I’ll let you play to me like a beautiful song.
A song sung so well it corners all fears;
One that rises above all doubt.
Allowing essential eternities to be within delirious moments,
Beneath elaborate whispers in manipulating symphonies
Creating visions of bare beauties that are invalid to society.
I’ll let you play to me like a beautiful song.
Offering up riveting echoes that captures the essence of one’s soul.
Vibrating as an approaching joy and lingering like a strong smell
With the urge to welcome the song that’s played.
I’ll let you play to me like a beautiful song.