She Is The Song... Poem by Ntando.B Da poet

She is the song...
That I cannot go a day withot.
That gives my troubled mind a flight.
That gets my heavy burden so light.
That colours my dull dreams so bright.

She is the song...
That dances the strings of my guiter.
That blows my blahs yonder.
That rewinds my cassette.
That is product of my trumpet.

She is the song...
That makes me sweat.
That is for my ears only!
A song that gets me horny.
A song that makes me doggy.

She is the song...
That drives me home.
That never grows old.
The song that is food to my soul.
The song that is only my own.

She is the song that competes with no song.