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.