The Perfect Song

Finally

I've found you--

The perfectly imperfect

Song.

 

Your notes--

Beautifully arranged--

Harmonize with mine

Like wind

 

And rain

Creating the perfect

Storm.

The tune

 

Of you

Catches

In the fibers

Of my yearning brain.

 

It's as if

You were written

With me in mind.

It's as if

 

Our cadences

Were designed

To climax

Simultaneously.

 

I hear you,

Oh beautiful song,

But you

Will never be mine.

 

Our voices can join

Only in abstractia�"

Only in symphonies

Ordered for secrecy.