I Didn’t Feel Like Working

It was the end of the week

It was the end of the work month

My spirit was high but I didn’t feel like working.

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I was in a good mood

Listened to some good tunes

I wasn’t feeling down but I didn’t feel like working.

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I hummed along to a good beat

Last song syndrome on my mind and on repeat

My menstruation was done but I just didn’t feel like working.

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The hours crept by and then the end of the day

My heart sang with glee as I hopped my way out of the office

Finally!

Take The Lead

Take my hand, take the lead

The dance floor awaits.

Hold me close, hold me gently

Spin me around and never let go.

Let’s sway to the music

Let the rest of the world melt away.

And as the music fades,

Hold me tighter until the next song starts.

©Maria Michaela

Sweet Prince

Sweet, sweet prince

I pour my heart to thee

The moonlight shines bright

As the evening calls to me.

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I sing a love song

Hoping you would hear

The longings of this maiden

And that to me you’d come near.

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I’m giving it all

Won’t you hear my call?

The stars above

Have heard my song of love

I dedicate to you and you alone

Oh sweet prince, won’t you make me your own.

Green 2

Color of new leaves

The grass

A song

A poem

A silent prayer

The smell of freshness

Green,

His favorite color

Until Fade

Her song echoes the rooms

Her heart she pours out each time

A song to soothe a heart that aches

A song to calm her soul

She sings her heart out

‘Til the end of it all

Until the song fades

End Of It All

Follow the stars towards the open field of rainbows

Walk towards where the sound of the river and the songs of the birds mingle

Smell the cherry blossoms amd the tulips as they greet your coming

At the end of it all

My love will be waiting for you

Your Songs

I still sing the songs you sang

Your favorites that became mine too

They use to make me cry

Now they’re just a reminder

And although sometimes they make me miss you

They also soothe me

And I become fine

(Guitar) Symphony

I hear the strings being tickled to sing

Their melody is happiness to me

As each chord is struck to form a symphony

My loneliness is washed away

Sing To You

It took me forever for me to write a song

Write a song for you

And now it’s done I stand here waiting

For a moment

For that moment

To sing this song to you

Bring Me Joy

His music

His voice 

Grand like the piano

Lovely and soulful

Hitting those notes like a soprano.
I listen in

He makes me feel warm and fuzzy 

His songs make me smile

And gives me joy