Tonight, Without You Comments

I can't get this poem out of my head (but then, who would want such a thing to ever leave?) (smile)

This is such an eloquent yet subdued thing. It's as if Mozart were reborn with the ability to write instead of compose, and his words were filled with the complete silence that once lived only between the notes of a song, but he captured every nuance between every word so it was not lost but was able to speak, to sing of things rarely spoken of; nobody had the skill to put words to it..and yet you do.