arrhythmia seeks too
soothe itself
with lilting
music from
harps’ sweet
song
playing a rhapsody
hidden within
its’ strings
tugging calmly
at love’s
heart belongs
a night-bird sings
like a star
forlorn
 i walk city
streets in
search of home
finding it’s only
a dream
come and gone
golden melodies
pull me safely
within
 their arms
© July 2012
Renee Espriu


