<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=571883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She Sang the Songs...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sang the songs... he wrote the words; <br>sweet words of love, in perfect time<br>to her style... soft words of love; <br>the lyrics to her Country songs<br>of love and heartbreak, hope and sadness; <br>life spread out in flawless rhyme, <br>but they were really hopes, and dreams<br>of his...<br>he knew this, all along.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wrote songs as well; and, when he read them...<br>his heart missed a beat; <br>Beneath the stave, below the notes...<br>her lyrics, in her childlike hand; <br>soft words of love, he longed to hear<br>her say to him...<br>all whispered, sweet; <br>now, here they were, before his eyes...<br>but, accident...<br>or gently planned? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were they whispers of her heart...<br>or just composed from out her head? <br>he had no way of knowing, <br>but... in either case, her words were sweet; <br>a silky glide across the page...<br>a wistful ballad... hearts that bled; <br>he sadly smiled, yes... his heart bled as well, <br>but, <br>to a different beat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sang the songs... he wrote the words, <br>words from his heart... soft, yet intense; <br>Perhaps, one day, she'd see<br>they were for her...<br>and, not her audience.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dream+Weaver">Dream Weaver</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=571883" data-title="She Sang the Songs... de Dream Weaver" data-description="She sang the songs... he wrote the words; sweet words of love, in perfect time to her style... soft words of love; the lyrics to her Country songs of love and heartbreak, hope and sadness; life spread out in flawless rhyme, but they were reall..."></div> </div> </div>

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