Play your acoustic melody,
Something to soothe my soul –
like rain on a rooftop,
Black coffee, the crackle of vinyl.
Don't think, just play and let me lose
myself in its splendor,
in your eyes.
Gratuitous, how can I return the gesture. How can I give you such rest,
such a reverie?
To give you peace, to make you smile.
To give you warmth …
Peace – the tide swells over me,
Sentiment awakening me with fervor.
My eyes are held captive in this sublime candlelight.
As it always should have been …
What do you say of abandon?
Just for a little while.
Reality is a waste of time, don't you think?
Maybe it's just me.
Entertain my whim, would you?
Please, for me.
Something to soothe my soul –
like rain on a rooftop,
Black coffee, the crackle of vinyl.
Don't think, just play and let me lose
myself in its splendor,
in your eyes.
Gratuitous, how can I return the gesture. How can I give you such rest,
such a reverie?
To give you peace, to make you smile.
To give you warmth …
Peace – the tide swells over me,
Sentiment awakening me with fervor.
My eyes are held captive in this sublime candlelight.
As it always should have been …
What do you say of abandon?
Just for a little while.
Reality is a waste of time, don't you think?
Maybe it's just me.
Entertain my whim, would you?
Please, for me.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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