I will play for you a
Slow symphony
Can you hear the violins
Seemingly crying
This sonnet has turned
Into something much more
Pain is not beauty
It's a sour note in a sweet song
How can I be sure
That the music won't fade
Where is the melody
Coming from, anyway
I'm telling you
Romantic is not my style
All the emotions still flow
But with no order to put them in
I will play for you
A slow symphony
That matches the tempo of my heart
Slow and unsteady
Wavering
And then gone