True Affections - Jaunt

Some days right away it comes on

Strong enough to muster up a tune or two

Soon, through, some semblance of order

Allows a space for movements to be made among the crowded

Places an attempt, I bet, to overcome surroundings

Quietness, a sense of it, pervades my true affections

A vacant spot, a void to plot a song to write my fill

A vacant spot, a void to plot a song to write my fill