“The Poet and the Musician”

Late-night performances,

I closed my eyes just for a second.

Piano playing as I write the lyrics,

You suddenly stop and grab my hand. 

 

Smiling at those big brown eyes,

As you wear all black. 

I can hear your deep voice,

It’s like a smile right back. 

 

You’re a beacon of light from the crowd,

It’s the only one I see.

I sing my song out loud,

It’s like I’m not afraid of what we could be. 

 

This is a love story,

Just worth waiting to unfold. 

Will you sing to me?

As I write each word as we go.

 

I’ll be the lovely poet,

And you’ll be the musician.