May 23, 2011
Guitar strings,
Stroke them with care,
The music surrounds us,
All in our hair.

Daringly silent,
This room does seem,
Except for your music,
Much like a dream.

Vague and powerful,
Your music be,
Conquer ours hearts,
And make us see.

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DreamFighter said...
Jun. 28, 2011 at 7:01 pm
Thank you both! :)
Alexandrathepoet This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 23, 2011 at 9:51 am
I love the rhythm of this, almost music on its own!
Anagam said...
Jun. 22, 2011 at 8:32 pm
beautiful!!! :D
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