Black Poetry : Breathless

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[IfUComeSoftly]

Music to my ears... i'm being naughty today...

Maestro
you are my muze
my accelerando
signaling me to finish
or urging me to start
your timbre vividly differs
from any before you
we don't need sheet music
we simply play what we feel

adagio or allegro
i'm your tempo to control
your cleft is never in dissonance
never drone, sharp, or flat
you play me like i play my sax
easily yet passionately

our intrevals are continuous maestro
our musicology will live on everytime
our voice, your staff, and my bars
come together to form the melody of us
we make beautiful music
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[$$RICH$$]

what a maze and picture painted as i vision into the glist becoming breathless..........awesome scribe right here poet !

 

[Archival]

Wow.

Love the scribe, breathing irregular, and daaaaayyyyymmmmmmm what a reply there.

Making beautiful music together, that deserves a post all it's own...... I love the soul in this thread. I'm sitting here trying to gain inspiration for a poetic reply, but I guess I'm breathless and out of words. Respect, poet.

Infrequently Soulful,
Archival

 

[nevar]

i see my sis up there doing her thing now who need the nickel missy. love the flo poet keep up the good work.