Like a rhyme in song
like the sound of colours
there is something of poetry
I call it, invisible music
I sing to it's harmonies everyday

She is my one true love
my mistress of imagination
for her I do build temples in words
not just to please her in my creations
just for I know I belong to her

I want all to hear such a wonder she brings
her voice with her invisible music
may the day that I die,stars fall from the sky
knowing that you will understand
for the beauty of invisible music

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris