The Homeless Musician

To my lover, sweet and invigorating,

I feel your warmth like a blanket,

I smell your scent, sharp and intoxicating,

That wicked scent, my favourite,

I sit on the sidewalk, patient and waiting

Until I feel your sweet effect,

Drowsy is my mind, you are captivating,

Lover, you’re unfortunate,

For my keys are broken and isolating,

But, just to you, I forfeit,

For without you, the world is devastating,

Your rhythm keeps me liquid,

Your music keys crescendo and creating

A sweetened world I can’t dread,

My blood runs deep for you, my heart pulsating,

This love I’ve always hunted,

Your taste is ripe, rose tinted glasses shaping

How this world is presented,

The memories of my past, dominating,

But, you will keep them quiet,

My failures haunt me, never hesitating,

That drafted song, so arid,

It’s constant. That’s why you are liberating,

With you I am exquisite,

And to those memories, excruciating,

You will not have my defeat,

For my lover’s music is fabricating,

And she keeps you a secret.