Composed Over A Lifetime Poem by Mark Heathcote

Every note has been written for you.
It is free-flowing, and it is gushing.
Come, my love, let us have an impromptu
rehearsal; it'll begin by just humming.
All my feelings are wrapped up in it.
My heart and soul are contained.
I can't pretend I haven't been tortured over it.
Here I've nothing left out or restrained.
I hand over to you, this music sheet.
Composed over a whole lifetime
Just so you can hear it's no ragtime,
It's no blues; yes, it's bittersweet.
Come, please listen. Sit on this loveseat.
Even my heart has a metronome beat.