
you inform me of a need
to take minute measurements of feelings and to articulate my emotions
against some unrealistic scale
tell me
how do you measure the aria of a bird in flight
the operatic whisper of my breath as I lay replete, in your arms
somewhere in all the meters and measures
the how toâÂÂs and self-helps
you have lost track of our duet
close your eyes and listen
I am the note that lingers in the air
the vibrato pulsations of your blood
listen
to our song sung a capella
by butterflynxile é 2007