Song

A Poem by Ana Clara

How this love plays in my head, is like a song

He is the moment I asked for
and the comfort I couldn't find
we are the vision that wants more
two galaxies in fusion, we're one of a kind

He holds the secret to my soul
all the facts I try to hide
all the wishes I put on hold
in this path he was my guide

We are complete together
we are complete on our own
and yet we are notes so singular
we are a song