Mikey(yekim)
-I can’t strum a guitar
I don’t know the chords
but the music I hear when I write you this song
comes out in these words.
-I can’t play a piano
and I can’t hold a tune
but when I sing your melody
You’re the man on the moon.
All the lyrics I’ve written
can’t depict the beat of a drum
and when I feel like I can’t go on
I feel your percussion.
-There’s an orchestra of memories,
a symphony of heartache that strums
at the peak of my agony
And then all the love comes.
-I sing your name.
I breathe in.
Exhale the pain.
-I can’t draw your face
I don’t know how to paint.
The art of your love engraved on my brain.
Can’t illustrate your hue.
Your shades transcend the art you’ve created my love,
embedded within,
always with you.
-I draw your name.
I breathe in.
Exhale the pain.
-I can’t portray you with dance.
I can’t procure your rythm.
I can’t encapsulate the depth of your prism….
You are my heartbeat.
I sustain your energy.
No need for creativity.
I abide the life you gave.
I am you and you are me.
-I live your name.
I breathe in.
Exhale the pain.
I miss your life.
I live your name.
-m (your Hama)
