The Greatest Song There Never Was

And so for months we sang, my love, our melody of words,
My heart was full and satisfied, each composition heard.
More and more addicted to this tune our hearts had made,
A concerto of two spirits, I absorbed each note we played.

Disregarding virtue, yet knowing I was wrong,
I'd take my turn in writing a new stanza in our song.
I soon began to measure, what would happen if someday,
No longer could I frolic in the music that you play.

Uncertainties from others I would learn to disregard,
They struck a chord of wariness, oh God I tried so hard.
But our melody was louder and the words would mesmerize,
I loved with such intensity, considered not revise.

And now with sadness pondering this song will soon disperse,
And I weep because there will not be a next and final verse.
The instruments are set aside, the players have departed
Waiting in the stillness 'til another song is started

A masterpiece was playing, the most beautiful I’ve known,
But the harmony that echoed, now each heart will play alone.
This rhapsody will never know the sound of great applause,
For a bow cannot oblige the greatest song there never was.
 

         

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