Under spotlight – on a stage
No one reading gets the meaning
Because the lines, they are deceiving
A glimpse of what you’ll come to know
When I play my final show
Solo actor dancing ‘round
Embodying every sound
That flows within the room
His heavenly music tomb
This couldn’t be any better
Writing yourself my letter
Set it in the present tense
But do the words make any sense?
Tell Corey what you thought of this poem.
