the young singer

watching the young singer

so full of passion

with so many stories to tell

holding so much talent

in the palm of their hands

stirring so much emotion

from the crowd in front of them

weighing every moment

with every tone flowing from their mouth

touching every heart

causing shivers of wonder to dance dance dance

even up the spine of the coldest stoic in the room

whilst the lights rein down upon all

whose tears welding up inside

seem to mix & mingle

like the space & the stars all up in the furthest sky

creating a unison

promoted & abound, brought on upon

by this energetic performer

bearing a flame that burns

oh so bright

now as the rest of us

put a new name with a new face &

silently wonder

just how long the purity of their aura can last

before the rest of the world attempts with all its might

to tear them to shreds & pollute that uniquely exquisite allurement

which caught our attention in the first place.