A Sweet Ache

Lyrics and rhythms
Bob and weave
With the dexterity
Of a fighter
Landing blows
With each line
And note.
 
They exact
A certain kind of pain
Emitting from
My tender core
Radiating down every
Neural pathway
And registering
A sweet ache
Within my
Organs and bowels.
They bleed from my heart
And lungs.

They render me
Helpless breathless and weak
Unable to fight back
To resist 

The pain of the past

Nor see
The frustration of the future.

Trust me

Young man…

Before you make

The same mistake.

Trust me

Young lady…

Some songs must not
Be played twice.