Shall I compare her to a symphony?
He said: I hear the sound and melody
Of many instruments, but never see
The plan that brings this lovely tune to me.
Herself alone would be the leading theme
Strong, contained, and ever haunting me
I never listened to a song so sweet
The way all notes so intimately meet
And make a whole in perfect harmony
She knows the players, sees their streaks
The setup of the orchestra, the sleek
Performance of a passing violin, it keeps
Defying what I know for real:
A type of music I can only feel
Stella Trevin
Spring 2001
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