He Is The Music Poem by Kay Barcelon
He Is The Music
As mysterious as a the winds
He whispered softly to me
In a language my soul speaks
Sounds like friendly melody
I had to see the wind whisperer
Only one look I was mesmerized
You can say ‘tis a tale of a dreamer
His image caught me by surprise
He has the most sensual eyes
The lips you can kiss all night
A long beautiful black hair
Almost as beautiful as mine
With one look I was hypnotized
I unveiled my soul to this god
Seeing a sad deep image I capsized
I will change conviction undisguised
The wind echoed his melody and ode
The music he creates appease my spirit
It is more than a religion it is pure
So sensual it will lift your soul to infinite
Music is God's breath. Truly i was captivated when i heard his music.
I know the feeling Kay, but don't he make my brown eyes blue? Yes he does. I really enjoyed this loving little ditty. I hope your brown eye'd man doesn't do the same to you. Tai
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5/1/2024 1:24:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
music is our life.. keep inspired =)