The wistom of the heart

There is a melody playing in my mind. A sound, a feeling diffrent from any kind. I like it’s dance – singing in colors of such romance. What it is? Does it matter? It is filling me with laughter! But I do not want to understand it wrng, I don’t want to miss. So my deepest desire tells me; say what it is! This wonderful feeling inside of me. The point and purpose I want to see.
A sound, out of nowhere is trying to speak. A wind of love and laughter is making me weak. I close my eyes and listen, for a sound that wants me too see. And that’s when I realise: you are the melody in me.