she is music
to my song;
a staccato sample
that recites vocals
in virtuoso strong
she conducts dynamics
in chords
of ballads, and bass
building upon the bridge
of rhythm's melody
then her aria
an interlude
in a capella
like the nocturne crescendo
that transitions ballet
and with gentle grace
she plays me,
in soft strings
of love's lyrical expose...


and we crash against the borders of breath, waiting for a response in this mad life we live. hahaha.







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