When my Muse listens for a sound, a poem for @RealNickiAycox by Tracy Diane Miller
During the dark of night
Eerie silence is found
It is then
When my Muse listens for a sound
Unspoiled strains
The true reflections of a heartbeat
As lyrics and music happily meet
Innocence and nostalgia
Go hand in hand
So confident its melody
I understand
The true reflections of a heartbeat
A salute to the past
I wrap myself in song
Desperate for this feeling to last
The shadow of courage
Why did I doubt me
When my Muse listens for a sound
I am finally free

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