Listen to Heart

I want to sit
Under the red leaves
Where only you
Can hear the songs
From this heart.

Listen to this heart
That can only whisper
To you afar about dreams
Of no words but eloquent
Of no light but bright.

Please hear me.
Here me.
I am here.
It is just here
Now.
Just one click of your message.

autumn is so romantic, composition of quiet garden and eloquent heart

Singing Heart

This heart sings. Its notes witness through pitch and tempo. Genres of the soul—

whatever the story is, i’ll tell it musically