Composed Over A Lifetime Poem by M. A 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 & soul, they're contained.
Can't pretend I haven't tortured over it.
Here I've left nothing 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 and sit on this loveseat.
Even my heart has a metronome beat.