love notes

you ever hear a song...
drawn to it's title
reaffirmed by it's lyrics
wanting to share it,
but afraid
that if you do...
that one set of ears will think,
it's them to which you dedicate it?...
a musical ode
with perfect words
you could've composed yourself,
as if they'd be wrong..
when they wouldn't be
at all...
i saw a song,
i'd never heard
drawn by it's title
to which mimicked
the exact sentiment
that echoed my heart...
and as i listened,
intently to softly tickled
piano keys
playing back up harmony
to a voice
with delicate vibrato
my heart stilled...
because,
i heard a line,
that seemed like
it was plagiarized
from the story of my heart
and i felt chills...
that this song
i'd never heard,
entitled just for me...
plucking free my feelings
from strings and love
that,
what i want
just may be mine to have...
but,
it's just a song, right?
not possible
that the lyrical arrangement
was arranged for me,
to one day hear
and feel the message
crystal clear...
that in the conception,
of this art
the purpose
was deeply hidden,
to be a "message in a bottle"
set to throttle me
mid-night
mid-cry
mid-bye...
i don't know
i didn't mean
to get deep...
i guess that song...
those lyrics...
just wrote love notes
all over me,
and i just want to
hit repeat