Our Song

There is always this song in play. 

That tells our tale in the strangest way. 

The kind of song whose lyrics speak, 

In our head, like music in the background. 

The song that perhaps reminds you of me, 

In ways you can never relate it to any: 

That song that comes on the radio set 

Makes you stop and stare till you get 

You had been humming along 

With the lyrics so long.

And a smile had curved your lips, 

While your heart made a tiny leap; 

Sometimes the universe

Gifts us our moments, 

In art, like bits and pieces of heaven:

So, if we ever have a story to tell, 

Remember, we have a song as well! 

~ Suranya