October

Sing!
The heavens cry out.
Sing!
The world falls out.
Sing!
The tune grumbles out.
Sing!
The music laughs out.
Sing!
The lyrics dance out.
Sing!
The mind hears out.
Sing!
The heart speaks out.

Sing.

*intoxicated*

Oops. Sorry.

*ellipsis*

I may not have the best talent
to sketch your sweet face,
I may not be as present as always
just in case you need me,
I might not tell you all the adorations
this planet could have,
I might not write all the flowery words
just for you,

Deep down in my heart, I know
I wanted the best.

To draw, to do, to say, to write,
To care and to love ...

You.

*smayli*