Music

Like a strong bass drum

Your voice vibrates 

My chest,  strumming every vein

Filling me with hope joy and promise

Lifting my spirits every time I hear

That tone,  I glance at my phone

To see those wonderful messages

Sweet messages like my grandma’s potato pie

I like to have one all to myself is how

I want you

Up close and personal zooming in

On your thoughts hoping they become

Your actions and lead you straight to

I will be waiting with open arms

Ready to greet my future, I play along

Hitting high notes and every thing

In between our meeting is

like a song only you

and I can sing.