Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Love Poems - Music Hath Charm

I watch him play the guitar
Strong fingers dance a pattern
One hand strums to the beat
Silently I listen

Admiring, I wish to imitate
My fingers supple, weak not strong
Determined they dance a pattern
But I falter, fail to hold a beat

I've got no rhythm
But he has
I've got no rhythm
To rhyme
Nor reason

I've got no rhythm
Oh but he has
I lost my beat
No rhyme
Nor reason


I've got no rhythm
Can't strum no harmony for him
Oh lord have mercy
For all I still wonder

If I got no rhythm
To rhyme
Nor reason
Lord, does he?



By Hilary Wheaton

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