The loudness of love: for my love, Faruq Muhammad

The world is too quiet without you. And  all the time I saw the universe in your eyes I come to know  hapiness and its funny little riddles that live in the riffs.

I'm us again. . . the sound of a song. . . Amemory.
I know you went to visit your grandma and grandpa for a while and I'll see you soon, in love years....space time. . .live in honor and love soul lit creation. I will be a place in our promise,they are loved with our choices.

Existing in the power of our song, is the loudness were love is us. And a repeated melody with the repetitive scene and note; conjoining I am in G and you are a constant B, and yet we interchange. Gaines for names like Badruddin. Enter interier A minors. And F flats. And direct recurrent C in high superiority over this note. 

WE hear is the song, was our loud love, a song of us,  crissendos and short   staccato... Mired with bursts of Allegro and all ...I've been through us and our song... And now it goes farewell my love color until the world meets the Sun,  and our song is one with us...

We are attendants unknown to all the other beats, let You. . .the drummer I know, I play into, only has us as 2. and yes we create the music that plays. a living song for us. Unknown to either other's beats.

After the world is done with our time we've rendered, we will play it again... but for now, there is silence in the maze of the music. Would that I could play it again. For the silence is deafening against the sound of us.