It was like a flow,
Of a stream of a soft hushed
River trickling down the rocks.
Tickles went down my spine,
I felt numb,
I forgot the last time I heard,
Such a melody
Straight from the heart,
Of the birds that sing in the dark,
On the tree by the river which drench,
All the sorrows of shallow hearts.
The resonance of your voice,
Make the strings
That holds my heart together dance,
And you left me
Wanting to hear more,
Of your beautiful song.

-Reema..