The brilliance of a woman singing
is her heart
Her magic enchanting
a mix of madness
boundless passion
Bright eyed
bursting with laughter
A wistful smile hides deep struggle
I didn’t know what troubled her
Her eyes pierce me
invisible
Her look pulls me
Irresistible
Her song is joy
worldly
Her voice is kind
purity
She is beautiful in her happiness
The moment is perfect bliss
Despite words sometimes missed
Or being out of pitch
I may seem foolish how I didn't know I needed this
Now she knows what I felt then
I hope she will sing,
Any time she pleases
I hope when she has doubts
She remembers her radiance
About the Creator
Ari Senjougahara
The struggle of the writer is to be understood
American, pen name
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