Music is love
In search of a word,
Sometimes unheard
Beauty yet stirred.
Music is a swing
In a well-worn playground,
Sky-ward bound,
A treasure to be found.
Music is a smile
When life falls apart,
Soothing the hurt
And warming the heart.
Music is a brook
Always gurgling,
Forever bringing
An eternal spring.
Music is a story
Of women dancing,
Eyelashes fluttering,
And heated glancing.
Music is deadly
Like Winter's frostbite,
A wicked delight
As darkness ignites.
Music is love
In search of a word
A power unfurled
Guarenteed
To change the world.
-Kris
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