Altalia

The face that you showed me will not be forgotten, it grows all the more vivid
You hid every wound like secrets supposed lost to the wilderness of mind
Your words, your walk, your air had even changed
Still, the same music of your heart I held close continued to play

The hurt could not be erased no matter how bright
Refracted harshly by another light, can't you see who you are?
Call out to me no matter how far apart
Your heart beat will spirit me in a breath

A symphony for kindness
A nocturne for sadness
I can try and recall the song that brings the memories back

Watching everything so thoughtfully, seeing even the shape of the wind
Your serenade in many forms floats off while the song still beats in you

A prelude for a moment
A sonata for the memory
I can always remember the song that brought me back

Watching everything so thoughtfully, seeing even the shape of the wind
Your serenade in many forms floats off while the song only beats in you

Beholding what is deep in your eyes, the air about you had changed
Still, the same music of your heart I can hear from afar

A symphony for the day
A rhapsody for the dream
You keep singing the song that brings me back

Watching me so thoughtfully, seeing even my untold heart
Your serenade in many forms floats off while the song only beats in you

I love the structure of this. I think sometimes I learn some nice things from reading so much good stuff here. This is also another one with beautiful thoughts, a souful love song, and we do need more of that around here

PS; I have lots more that I want to read and comment on, but I'll have to come back tomorrow. Just to say I'm not gonna miss reading and savoring any jewels here if I can help it.

I am unsure of the lyrics. I have a habit of editing songs if I feel even slightly it may not be finished.

Oh me too. But my feeling is that nothing we can do will ever seem perfect or complete in our own eyes, but for others, sometimes even the supposed imperfections are part of the beauty. Like my friend once told me, she didn't like her nose. But I told her, your nose is part of you, and you are perfectly beautiful to me, so I don't want to hear another word about this