"You Are the Song" by Max PhineasYou are the song
I can never write
Elusive and perfect
Invisible ink from my pen
But you stain me black and blue
Always in my head in a pool of unsorted words
I sing you through strained lungs
A trail of sounds that I follow
To no end
Only countless beginnings.
You are the song
perfect and unfinished
and I'm just undone.
11/22/2009 Posted on 11/23/2009 Copyright © 2024 Max Phineas
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