@Aedolyn you should, your score can make a poem... an epic poem. I do it myself, but since I had been about dancing all my life I end up just picking those about dancing and making it danceable. Ignoring the others more serious. But you can make something come alive with your skill level.

@Aedolyn I had written this some time ago many of my works have been lost or destroyed for various reasons. I latter got into the practice of emailing my poems to my youngest brother to preserve them. This one my brother had given me a reply that this one could be a song. So I am lending it to you. This might have errors in it just copied and pasted out of my email.
All usually ryth ambiguity:
Sifting through the air like a magic spell, the veil of love pours like vapor in to chasm of elation.

Hope like a pirate flows over hill and dale lifting your mind up into a loft to be engulfed a tuft of euphoria.

The breath of air like a gale glides my wings lifting me into the air.

Illumination all a glow the aura turns from blue to gold.

Free will I ever be when the time comes to pass.

It's your turn to feel the joy I have to share here on this ethereal plane.

Drink it in and time will glide you to the a place, you might describe it in a more than earthly way.

It just might be a place where angels could find rainbows of grace.

The key is in the words I say this day.

Father's of time gone past have helped me realize destiny' s path.