Poetry

Is it the beautiful sound of music, or is it my heart that forms these words blindly? For the love I have for you, my poetic and creative heart is restless. At times, I struggle to find the right words, but when the melody surrounds me and I feel each note guide my every move, I surrender. I trust my heart to create its own rhythm. My mind, bound by creativity, cannot silence these deep feelings and thoughts. And for that, I am grateful for the love I hold for poetry.