You are authentic
and classical

You disguised your emotions in symphony
Hoping maybe someone can hear it;

I do.

However, I'm startled
As my frequency tend to be deranged

I'm afraid that I may damage your tune—
you may end up abandoning me so soon

And leaving my hymn in the blues.

Your voice will always resonate with me
Almost like an opera that's also in acapella

A peculiar interpretation,
These feelings are just demented.

Moonstrucked by your lullabies,
The way you orchestrate my senses

It makes my heart flutter, I despise it.