The Power of Music

I had an idea in my head for a while about music and its impact on people, on emotions, on love. So, naturally, I put it to a poem. It uses a sort of unconventional rhyme scheme - well, at least poetry is something you can always experiment with. So here it is:


If music had the power to heal,
I'd play you a pretty tune
To relieve the pain, the wounds seal,
To release these pining emotions you feel.
I'd bleed the sorrow from you,
And throw your tears to the wind;
And all the sadness you once knew
Will fade away like morning dew.

If music had the power to see,
I'd play you a pretty tune.
I could see you lying there, lonely,
Thinking of life, of love, of me.
And through that melodious mirror,
We would look into each other's eyes;
With them we'd trace every contour, every feature,
Savoring the harmonious wonder.

If music had the power to change,
I'd play you a pretty tune.
I'd change your mind, your heart. Strange
How we live, so apart, yet unwilling to estrange
Ourselves from each other. So I would play
And hope that you wouldn't leave.
I'd try to make sure you don't drift away,
Leaving me to journey alone this way.

If music had the power to try,
I'd play you a pretty tune,
And I'd take you away -- come on, let's fly!
Together we'd laugh, we'd sing, we'd cry.
So I'd try to regain the love that we shared;
I'd try again, for you, for us.
Don't turn your back -- I know you cared --
So try for me, and let our love be spared.

But music does have the power to touch,
So I play you this beautiful tune.
I'll touch your heart, your soul. I ask this much:
That you will come back to me, with your love's clutch.
It's you alone I need, and it's you alone I love,
It's your song I play; I wrote it for you.
Come back, come back, my precious dove,
For my love ever increases as I raise the octave.

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© 2008 by Amanda Savino