Her Song

She didn't sing it just for me.
I knew that from the start
But, when I heard the melody,
It poured into my heart.

A voice whose passion filled the sky,
Smooth notes held loud and long
Yet gentle as a mother's sigh,
That's how she sang her song.

A small part of the audience
I sat, quite mesmerized,
And felt her touch my every sense,
Form teardrops in my eyes.

To me there was no day or night,
There was no right or wrong.
My world was filled with sweet delight
The way she sang her song.

Could she imagine, singing there
She had, so easily,
Calmed my fears and stripped me bare
For all the world to see?

Although her lips seemed not to move
Her notes came loud and strong
To put me in a wondrous groove
The way she sang her song.

Hard times will never get me down.
No worries bother me
For I'll just hum that wondrous sound
She placed inside of me.

Whatever battles I must face
That life may send along,
My world remains a glorious place
Because she sang her song.

She'll never know my love for her,
Won't feel my passion's rage.
A faceless soul I'll be - a blur
She looks on from the stage.

It matters not, for in my soul
She always will belong.
She's made my life completely whole
The way she sang her song.