The rhythm of my longing
Makes the cascading words turn into poems
Following the erratic beating of my heart

whenever my thoughts drift off
and finding my Muse in the darkness
Alone and fierce
holding every desire I have
without even knowing

Biting my lip now reminds me
Are those words ever for me
Or do I just wish them to be?
Is there ever a daydream of what ifs?
And a longing in return for me?

Will my heart ever be held
in the strong embrace I desire
or will it all just disappear
Like the darkness is slowly melting
for the dawn that pushes on

My soul keeps whispering to you
through every song I play
but are you listening?