Between the teeth and over the tongue <br />Through the lips the words are sung <br />Bellowed up from stomach to lung <br />The choir is set and the violins strung <br /> <br />Tremulous or powerful the voices ring <br />An orchestra of passion, a beautiful thing <br />A ghostly chorus like a night in the spring <br />The music conjures such a desire to sing <br /> <br />Loud enough to bring down the walls <br />Like Sampson in the temple halls <br />Everything crumbles for my siren calls <br />Until this world around me falls<br /><br />Rebecca Kate Summers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-voice-for-the-songs/
