Songwriter

Dear Songwriter:

Will you write a song for me?

Put your pen to page & fingers to instrument

& think of me.

Paint a picture in your mind

of my lips kissing your soul.

Put your heart into it & into me,

& I promise the words will flow

from you & directly into me.

I will wait while you seek the

words to tell me your heart.

My pulse will race

when you combine the lyrics with music,

& my heart will pound in my chest.

I anticipate what you will sing next.

I anticipate your touch,

& I anticipate you.

Your music & rhythm keep me awake all night long.

Your words & mind distract me all day long.

Will you compose a song for me –

As the poet writes prose for you?

Will our words come together

& create a perfect dance of love?

I wait to hear the first draft –

the first raw cut with shaking

hands & voice.

I will roll around in your words & song

as if I were in your bed.

I know before you even begin to sing

what your story will say.

I know that neither the poet

nor the songwriter will be lost for words –

although we both know that nothing will be read or sang

when our arts collide.

Bring your song to me,

& will share my heart with you.

Bring your touch to me,

& I will melt under your fingertips.

Bring your rhythm & rhyme –

dear songwriter –

& I will fall into your mind.