I've composed a melody within my mind
A masterpiece, one of a kind
plays once, twice, thrice in my head
and follows my every movement
even as I lie upon my bed
I listen as it plays a soothing mezzo-piano
a sound so free as the wind blows
A piece of art that Mozart, Bach
or Pachelbel could have created
she brightens my day, makes one elated
eighth notes tumble across one's fingers
this mystical musical love lingers
my heart beats to an increasing crescendo
and descends gradually by calando
It's difficult to think about things
when your thoughts are intertwined
with the piano that sings
She paints my world of black and white
makes life simple as daylight, good night
Places all the sharps and flats where need be
Along a measure of notes that exist in harmony
I know not if she knows I feel like this,
That I become a prodigious artist
That I've composed a melody within my mind
A masterpiece, one of a kind
that plays not once, not twice, but thrice in my head
and shows just what she means to me
a part of my memory, a lovely melody