And now...my lyric...
Inspired by circumstance and collaboration
Will it be an elegy...or an ode?
An epic...or a dirge?
I choose my rhyme,
And use it with another,
(Because its ending sounds similar)
But even the assonance is uncanny...
He is singing the verse,
Even as I write it
So, I must take care...
And compose with all of my heart
Do you hear the music?
The BEAUTIFUL MUSIC?
Oh, yes, my Darling, YES!
Sing on, my love! ('tis my love that sings)
At this, the poet, she writes...
With even more fervor than before
Every rhyme must be flawless,
And the rhythm must be perfect!
And what a tune it is!
So lovely! Such brillance!
Pencil scribbling faster,
The paper, straining to keep up
A bargain at TWICE the price,
Her "masterpiece" fills the air,
Swirling, chiming perfection
From every chord, every note...
And then suddenly...
SNAP!!!
The pencil breaks
OH NO!!! My precious!!! My love!!!
But wait...
The Angel's voice still rings true
Ever bright, ever clear as before
Even more lovely, now, it seems...
Eyes fall upon the parchment
That once held her life's-blood,
And thereupon...
LIES...
...Her song
...Off-key
...And out of time
...A lifetime before
A standing ovation issues forth
From the the corner of her mind,
Satan's own sneer (your loss, my gain),
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