Words Needing Music

Of first cried breath  'Till second gasp With steps so clumsy To talent in what Surrounding smiles Or yet forlorn Kiss, bliss, with curls Or fate unknown Day rife with glory  Night solitude still Love, lover, passion Daydreaming indeed Finding it's meaning Or searching not Hard is to fight Hard to acquiesce Daring to write Now not on you But finding out Of course I'm you Judge be it who It matters not It is just Life

In startling innocence and tranquil breath On tears of first or last embrace  With surety's righteousness or terror's advent I feel, you In laughs between two loving friends On twilight whispers of sleepless dwellers In all of music's stately converse  I hear, you In summer pollyanna rain In flowing hair of red faced girls In jasmine's blossom, birthing Spring I smell, you  In all of beauty, art and love In hope, in laughter and childlike wonder In calmness, safety, in content I see, you In moments such, of wakeful nights In wishful anguish or silent acceptance In word's betrayal and inadequacy I miss, you