When You Hear It (poem)

[Evita Koné with backing vocals by Dr Koul]
Love, love, love

Silent symphonies that rush through every single artery
The song is not boastful nor loud
But is as hopeful as a cloud spotted in a drought
Yet you feel its cacophony from the pit of your stomach to every extremity
The sweetest bitterness that just won’t let up
That is there even when you’ve given up
The melody felt from within and heard from all around
The dialects it speaks are manifold but fear not if your tongue is weak
And your ears are ill-versed in its patois, you will know it when you hear it
You will know it when you hear it, you will know it when you…

Love, love, love
Everybody just wants to
Love, love, love
Beatles they say all we need is
Love, love, love
Grab somebody, tell them that you
Love, love, love