The Hamlet Project

Many a song has won my credent ear.
I read today that men fall in love through their eyes, women through their ears
And certainly I have fallen victim
To pretty words or pretty tunes
Or the slow ascendance of a bass guitar
Or the steady rhythm of a drum.
It’s harder to think of a man I’ve been with who wasn’t a musician
Than to remember those that were. But I love my credent ear
For listening, listing all those songs.