New Soul

Some have old souls, mine is brand new
Made out of silver thread and dew
Theirs are jade and old leather
Heavy laden, mine down feather
World is still filled with mystery
A wonderful bright tapestry.
What others see as nothing, blasé
Will make music in my heart play
Every day is filled with awe
All emotions are strong and raw
Of love they partake wary sips
I want it all to pass my lips
They can be sober and wise too
I’ll be drunk on love for you.

 

 

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