The Music of my Life Will Be...

The music of my life will be,
The heartfelt words you said to me,
Guitar that makes a melody,
I’m twirling in the background,
The music of my life will be,
The quietness of “peacefully”
When hand in hand we sit down,
And just gaze, don’t make a sound.
The music’s tempo changes when,
Our passion takes the wheel again,
You make me bite my tongue and then,
Apologies pour out,
Percussion builds up our suspense,
And slips away our innocence,
Of love filled days and fairytale,
Of roads as smooth as oil,
But up and down there floats a sound,
A high and calming birdsong found,
That lifts and falls with pulsing hearts,
And in your arms I’m home,
The violins in symphony,
Guitars in lower harmony,
And singing with an endless glee,
We bow our heads as one.
The syncopations start again,
And restlessness returns the same,
But deep inside my heart I find,
The gentle birdsong soft and kind.