your music sings to me
a sweet melody to accompany
my internal sadness
love for the melancholy
I will no longer run from what I’m meant to be
totally and
purposefully, me.
one the world will need to see
even though her true colors I hide from thee
a new day
a new dawn
I will continue to sing these songs
that call out to my soul
and pull on my heart
you, Florence, are truly a work of art