19 September 2012
Burgundy, this heart of mine, A little withered, but that's fine, It still beats at its normal pace, Although it doesn't take first place.
Nostalgic music keeps it flowing, Ever feeling, never knowing, Charged with just a spark of tea, But mainly running on coffee.
But, then there's more, then there's the rest, The latest versions, best of best, A flashy scarlet, fused with flame, And, overall, laced with your name.
A lightning model, merlot seams, The speeding vessel of your dreams, For now that my own needs a start, You're looking for a newer heart.
Something New • Opuss № I