Where the night blossoms like a lily,
The hues of her petals, rings throughout
And the cobblestone streets are alive again.
A beckoning tune, serenades.
Emerging from a sensual tone.
The fingers dance gracefully,
Creating melodious bliss.
A song of romance
Known to lovers
Whose stories sing out
To those who listen
A song of passion
A song of elegance
A song that spreads
Like the spirit of the night.
Author notes
guitar
A contest entry
- finger music: strings by Nicolette.
1050 points, ended February 25, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Your words allow me to hear the guitar music drifting up from the street, parting the curtains and becoming one with those listening. A very nice take on the contest prompt.... real nice mood you've created here, warm and mellow.
Thank you for sharing this with us.
~ Nicolette
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there's no musical experience as intimate and compelling as a street performance.
i like this very much
thanks for creating this for us
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