Her Song

The melody of her song dances off the walls,
Slightly off key, but music to my ears.
Her voice flutters like a flute,
A dead give away to all the hears.

Her body moves in unison,
Perfectly matching her sexy vibrato.
Her song is composed entirely by me,
She is my grand piano.

I know the exact keys to press,
To make her sing my favorite song.
I’ve never needed sheet music,
I’ve played her by ear for so long.

Her song always enchants me;
The best feeling song I’ve ever heard.
Night after night the lyrics may change,
But I still know every word.

The melody of her song consumes me,
So blessed to be involved in its creation.
After the last notes has been song,
I’m compelled to give her a standing ovation.


Written By: Thomas McCoy