A Beauty Within (Ode to Caroline)

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Hear the quiver a quickstep
from the musician's guitar
there is sadness
in the melody of a past
only the composer knows

words aren't needed
the tune; emotion
a love within

the pluck of strings;
pressed frets strum
slow melancholy

the words are in the sound;
a melody
I have heard before
its name I know not

affairs of soothsay
seen upon a breathless
morning sea
that doesn't wrestle

the music snug
against clothed flesh
a serenity
heard and desired

for in this moment
I am at peace.

by Prince Labiel