Like a mad tune you ring
Reverberating
Inside the turmoil of my head
Calming the fret
Strange notes you play
Like the petals of a rose
Falling on a flamenco guitar
On a lifeless day
Where words I mumble are in prose
In my world where silence is ******
And joy is unknown
I listen to
The queer notes that you plucked
Dark curtains are torn
Easing the tension
In my spirit
This music you create
Is all but silence
And sans it
The petals of the rose
I reckon
might sadly wilt.