For you my heart sings a love song,
It’s your name my lips keep on chanting,
Funny how my soul could spell each letter with melody…
Wrap it all in a beautiful noise…
I want you to hear my heart,
But your ears are too busy to listen…
Let me argue myself,
Before you accuse me…
I won’t ask for a chance,
Coz I might screw it…
What I’m asking from you is a time,
A time to let you know,
To know about me,
About me,
And how I love to sing…
A song for you…
~191208
Nevins G. Manafe
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