LISTEN (revisited)

I wish I could sing
We all do it seems
To fully express one’s feelings in song
Seems to hit home
Or strike a cord just right
Melody to know he’s into she
Or she’s into thee
Perhaps she’ll be or is into me
Forget a written note
I’d write a song made for her ear
To somewhere near that intangible feel
She couldn’t place, but just knew
Quibbling over where this feeling comes from only…
Breaks her high, she simply wants to know that this pleasing
Yet intense, yet uncertain
Simply expressed array of emotions
Which took her to a place of highs and lows
Was only for her
She gave and pulled back for fear the song would end
Or change to a different genre then when it started
The blues without the R
But I’d sing to her if only I could
Or if inside I knew she would listen
From a simple guitar
I'd pluck her strings
Fading into a whisper
And once we both knew,
It would be the song that kept our love enduring
Keeping us warm in the winter
If only she’d listen.