I tell you,
He inspired her art
There’s something about pain
Though a wall shields her heart,
It birthed a virtuoso from her bane.
It’s him she wants observing
Every note louder, gestures immaculate,
He left her hurting and uncertain
Unaware of a masterpiece he was to create.
Listen, how she belts out!
Her words, they inspire,
The rules, she will flout
She entrances, and he can’t help but admire.
Rain on her compliments
She impresses with little effort,
But in her, he planted deep sentiments
Raw, beautiful art is her reward.