A song is born

In the mood for poetry these days... After the previous one that I have posted, Why did you come to me, I was thinking about another one that I also wrote a couple of years ago, for another fantastic guy I had.

He was a musician, an extraordinarily gifted performer, a great soul and a very nice man. We would talk about all kind of stuff, he was also quite philosophical and spiritual, we had some wonderful time in his home studio, working on new songs, he would take his guitar and we'd sing together, shared a few moments even on stage when I did backing vocals for him, accompanied him to some of his gigs in great places - just a perfect life for two artists... But that time I was making Mistake #5 (from my series on How not to choose the right partner?, see previous postings), which definitely doesn't help a relationship... We still speak every now and then, after all those years that have passed by.

And I think I didn't show him this one:

A SONG IS BORN

It's not easy when you say
You can't be with me tonight,
And I can see your inner fight
To see that every word is right.

A song is born,
That's why you like to be alone.

Giving birth is hard sometimes,
See the teardrops in my eyes,
Though I wanted to be with you,
I let you go 'cause that's our life.

A song is born,
That's why you like to be alone.

I understand your reason why,
Then you kiss my lips so fine.
And you feel what I feel,
It's all of you what your eyes reveal.

A song is born.
-- Andrea Gerak

 
Photo: Paul J. S.

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